Late yesterday afternoon I let Simon out on the screened porch. He likes to hang out there and he uses some of the wood out there as a scratching post. I totally forgot he was out there. I guess an hour passed before I realized the error of my ways. I always leave the door to the porch obviously unlocked so that I know he’s out there if it’s too dark to see him. The better-half tends to dim the light out there so it’s easy for us to remember and easy to see him. This way is better because it’s more obvious.
Anyway, I realized the door was in the state of “cat on porch” and then I went out to look for him. He wasn’t there. I walked around the house and he wasn’t in the usual spots. The better-half turned on the flood lights and opened the back door and started calling. Simon ducked his head around the side of the house and slowly trotted back in.
I felt so bad that Simon ended up with quite a few Greenies in his bowl. Mr. Cat had quite an adventure and ended up with extra treats. I’m sure in his mind it was quite a good night.
The better-half went out this morning and fixed the spot in the screen where Simon ducked out. A little while ago we let the cat out on the porch and within seconds he was checking that spot to see if freedom was still possible. When it wasn’t, he came back to the door and asked to be let in.