(5) Mon Apr 10 2006 22:40 PST The Great Escape: Lately there's been a gray cat hanging around who thinks he has the right to come inside and eat food. He was inside tonight when I got home from pilates, but i was quicker than him and trapped him in the kitchen. I came up with an elborate plan to get him into a kitty carrier but this involved the help of another person, so I called Becca and she came over. She went inside the kitchen to scare the cat out the now-open door, while I waited outside holding the carrier to the opening. But no cat was forthcoming. We switched places and I searched the whole house; no cat. "Rachel, if you wanted me to come over, you could have just invited me. You didn't have to come up with such an elaborate excuse!" But I swear there was a cat! Finally I moved the washer to see if he was hiding behind it and saw the whole that leades to the underneath the house. "Aha," I said. "If I were a cat, that's where I'd have gone, too." One can only hope that this cat has been scared out of coming into our house ever again.
Posted by Becca at Tue Apr 11 2006 07:32
Posted by Susie at Tue Apr 11 2006 15:12
hahaha. That was very nice of you to come over, Becca.
Posted by John at Tue Apr 11 2006 16:04
The more I learn about this house, the more frightened I become.
Posted by Rachel at Tue Apr 11 2006 17:13
So it turns out the cat was in the house after all. Tonks found him like two hours later by the chair. Maybe he was hiding under the couch the whole time, or maybe he came back in through the "whole." At this point I was too tired to try anything creative so I just shooed him out the door.
Posted by Susie at Tue Apr 11 2006 20:11