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Well, we had a good day yesterday afternoon.
Two mornings ago (or was it three) my girlfriend asked, "is blackout in there with you?"
Nope, why?
I can't find her, she hasn't eaten the treats put out for her, and I haven't seen her since last night.
So, we looked all over the back yard, backbackyard, front yard, wondering if she got out, while Liz left the back door open, (she is elderly, and a house cat). She also loves hiding in cabinets, so we checked every cabinet she could reach at her jumping ability, and even the ones she couldn't be in. No cat. Even the dogs didn't indicate they knew where she was.
We figured she will either show up, or she wouldn't. We'll give it a day or two, then commence a search campaign, but there are coyotes, dogs, owls and eagles in the neighborhood.
Night before last, Liz heard her cry. "Sounds like she's in the kitchen ". She only cried a couple times, I never heard her (My ears aren't much better than my eyes, lol), and Liz still couldn't find her. At least we knew she wasn't outside as coyote food.
Yesterday, I had the dogs outside to play , and Liz calls out " i FOUND her!"
Somehow, she had gotten in the deep drawer of the kitchen island, gone over the back of the drawer, and gotten trapped behind it when the drawer got closed. Then the trick was figuring out how to get the drawer out, a retainer system neither of,us had seen before.
When she came out, really affectionate, hungry, thirsty, and stinky and wet. Happy to have her back, anyway! Spent last night asleep on my lap.
Two mornings ago (or was it three) my girlfriend asked, "is blackout in there with you?"
Nope, why?
I can't find her, she hasn't eaten the treats put out for her, and I haven't seen her since last night.
So, we looked all over the back yard, backbackyard, front yard, wondering if she got out, while Liz left the back door open, (she is elderly, and a house cat). She also loves hiding in cabinets, so we checked every cabinet she could reach at her jumping ability, and even the ones she couldn't be in. No cat. Even the dogs didn't indicate they knew where she was.
We figured she will either show up, or she wouldn't. We'll give it a day or two, then commence a search campaign, but there are coyotes, dogs, owls and eagles in the neighborhood.
Night before last, Liz heard her cry. "Sounds like she's in the kitchen ". She only cried a couple times, I never heard her (My ears aren't much better than my eyes, lol), and Liz still couldn't find her. At least we knew she wasn't outside as coyote food.
Yesterday, I had the dogs outside to play , and Liz calls out " i FOUND her!"
Somehow, she had gotten in the deep drawer of the kitchen island, gone over the back of the drawer, and gotten trapped behind it when the drawer got closed. Then the trick was figuring out how to get the drawer out, a retainer system neither of,us had seen before.
When she came out, really affectionate, hungry, thirsty, and stinky and wet. Happy to have her back, anyway! Spent last night asleep on my lap.
