Some cats are content with the comforts of home; sunny windowsills, a full bowl of food. Then there are the cats that plot their escape like they’re locked up in Alcatraz! One cat tried to bolt past me as I retrieved a package from outside. I grabbed his little fuzzy butt so fast I think he's still recovering from whiplash!
I'm always very careful when entering a home - one leg blocking the doorway as I enter slowly and carefully, always on high alert so as not to allow the cat a window of opportunity. It was my last visit for this one cat “Fluffy” who figured out my game after watching and learning my behavior all week long.
On that last day she managed to slip past me! I quickly went after her. She stopped, sat down, turned around, and looked at me. I thought 'whew that was easy!' As I approached her slowly this little vamp quickly scaled the fence and walked along the edge towards the back and across on to the neighbor's backyard fence!
My inner Spider Man immediately kicked in and I was scaling that fence and gaining ground on that little sucker! There was no way I was gonna let this little fuzzy interloper ruin my track record of "zero losses.” Fluffy froze when she saw me coming. I was able to grab her and with one arm wrapped around her and one keeping me steady on the fence I managed to get her back inside.
She gave me a hard ‘side-eye’ like I put her in solitary confinement. It wasn’t until after I left that I realized I had cuts and scrapes on my hands, arms and legs. And if you've never been 'side-eyed' by a cat, consider yourself lucky. It cuts deeper than a handmade shank by a feline convict.
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