I made an attempt.
Albeit a definite failure, but an attempt.
The door was left open...unmanned in my opinion... I made the executive decision to make a run for it. I took off through that door as fast as my little legs could carry my 16.5 lbs. I knew my humans were on me but I kept going.
I tired at the top of the hill and they were able to scoop me up and lead me back into my 290.75 sq ft shoebox/prison.
But I tried. For the first time in all my eight years I made a run for it. I'd never tried it before. My humans often leave the door open temporarily for one reason or another and I idly stand by and gaze through that open door but have never made the attempt to escape. Today just seemed like the day and I went for it. I guess it is back to the 'ol leash and collar for me....for now.
As I said, I was unsuccessful but that brief feeling of freedom was exhilarating. I suspect more Wiley adventures in my near future. Just don't tell my humans....
Dear Wiley,
ReplyDeleteAlways head down hill or at least stay on the flat. I find this works the best for me and can extend my time outside my boundaries and I can lead my humans on a great chase. Come visit soon and we can go over details.
Love,
Bella
Wiley,
ReplyDeleteDid you hear about the cat from Colorado (I think) who ended up 5 years later in NYC. Someone brought her to a shelter. She had a microchip on so they called her owners and said, "We have your cat."
So, if you plan to do this, come to Copper Hill, VA. Look for the big green barn with 3 horses.....come to Babka! Happy Trails.
Love,
Grandbabka
Hi Wiley,
ReplyDeleteThere is no place like home!!!
Your short human made me some delicious chocolates, please tell her I enjoyed them very much.
Remember that your short human is having a birthday this week.
Take care Wiley and Pretty Girl thinks that you should enjoy the pleasures of your home.
She sends you her Meows !!!