Life of a former foster kitten
July 22nd 2011 8:40 am
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We got a brief shower giving us relief from the heat. Daddy went out to walk in the rain and came in when it started thundering. I was at the door begging to go out. He thought I'd just run out see it was wet then run back in like Sarge does. No! I ran to the woods and Daddy had to chase me (which made it worse). So there he his in his slippers lounging around clothes in the pouring rain looking for me. The neighbors heard him calling my name and said I ran under their kiddie pool. They opened the patio door and lifted it up and I ran inside. He picked me up and held me tight to take me home. It was necessary since I hate being held and I was fighting to get down. I was so scared of the rain and thunder. When the door home was opened, I sprang out of his arms and hid upstairs. Daddy got some scratches and I think I put holes in his favorite t-shirt.