I may look all cool, calm and collected but I am in the dog house and I'm not sure how I'm gonna get out of this one...It started last night when Momma was just about to go to bed but the ambulance siren went off. I always want to go outside when Momma goes on a rescue call so she let me out. Last night I thought it would be fun to follow Momma...see where she goes! She kept telling me to go home but I didn't listen - not even when she went to cross Main Street. I waited till she crossed and then started to follow her across but she freaked cuz she could see cars coming so she ran back and grabbed me, mumbling something about my skinny butt.
Eventually the rest of the crew showed up and I was kinda checking them out but decided to go back to my side of the street but, like usual, I didn't look first and started across causing a humongous pick up truck to stop and make sure they didn't hit me. They even pulled over which caused Momma to freak again so she jumped out of the ambulance and came to check on me. I was just sitting there chasing a frog - don't know what all the fuss was about!
Eventually Momma came home at 12:30am and I ran into Washington Street so she could carry me home. I let her do that so she knows I love her! She put me down when we got to our driveway but The Introoder was following her cuz he wanted some scritches too. Then *I* freaked when Momma tried to pick me up again and I scratched the "living daylights" out of of her leg and both knees. It was not my best moment. She didn't cry "ow" or yell at me or anything; she just turned around, went in the house, closed the door and went to bed, leaving me outside. OK, so she did came back to the door once but I didn't come running so she closed it again.
Then, to top it all off, I didn't set my feline alarm to be on the porch *before* Momma got up this morning. I was late - how could I be late???
Maybe I better find a gift for Momma before she gets home from work?? What do you think? Mouse? Bird? Baby bunny? Or maybe just me, on time, at the door, waiting for her?
I really screwed up this time...
Oh boy, that is a little too much excitement!
ReplyDeleteThat kitty is in the dog house! Bad kitty.
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ReplyDeleteBad kitty!!
ReplyDeleteOh Z - no road crossing late at night or any time for that matter.
ReplyDeletewhat a character love ow you write about the adventures.
ReplyDeleteI would have been freaking out too! That is so scary, Pippi stopped in the middle of the highway in front of our house once, and I stood in the middle of the street to stop the oncoming car screaming my head off.
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