whew. It's Friday. It's been one of those interminable weeks, and I almost thought Friday would never come.
My poor kitty Sierra. I went out onto the back porch about 9 last night to turn off the porch light, then cuddled up in bed with a lot of blankets. (I had been working in the warehouse yesterday afternoon, and it was COLD out there.) I fell asleep. I got a call at 10:00 p.m., then went out to the kitchen to get some water. Snuzzles had been sleeping with me, and he followed me out there. I couldn't see Sierra anywhere, but that's not unusual, as both cats have a few hiding places they use. As I neared the sink, I could hear her meowing, but it sounded faint. What the???? I glanced out on the back porch door, and there she was! She had snuck out when I turned the light off. And baby, it was cold out there! She scurried back into the house as soon as I opened the door, and I'm wondering if she'll be quite so quick to take-off next time. Poor baby!
Snuzzles, l and Sierra, r