So, our little diva escaped the other day. The Boyfriend was getting ready to leave for work and when he opened up the front door, she was out like a shot. He immediately went into panic mode and started to chase her. BAD IDEA.
It was a nice day and because of that, Princess, TOTO and I had decided to walk somewhere off campus for lunch. We were having a great time, right up until the moment where I returned to my office to find two frantic messages from The Boyfriend. I started to FREAK OUT because all I could think about was that I just spent $165 on tests and vaccinations and now she’d escaped. According to The Boyfriend, she’d headed straight for her old house. I had visions of the asshats coming back to suddenly reclaim their abandoned cats and me needing to fight them for custody of Zola.
Fortunately, it didn’t come to that. I got home, grabbed the bag of kitty treats and started calling for her. And then I waited. She finally showed up next to the asshats’ house, right by their next door neighbor’s car. I calmly approached her and asked her if she wanted treats. She sauntered in my direction, but just before I could snatch her up, a UPS truck rolled by and scared her off again. But the treats brought her back and before she even knew what was happening, she was back in the living room of her NEW house, munching happily away.
When JM got home from work a short time later, we ran up to Pet Supplies Plus and bought, among other things, a hot pink collar with a bell on it. She looks so adorable with it on! Not only that, it gives us an idea where she’s at if we can’t see her and we’re headed toward a door. But she hasn’t even tried to get out since The Great Escape. Perhaps she realized once and for all that being here is living the good life?
Today, Alex and Zola touched noses for the first time since they’ve met. The protesting still takes place, but it has lessened considerably. I think they’re doing really well considering it hasn’t even been a week since they were introduced. The Boyfriend thinks that Alex will end up adoring her. He might be right. She’s kinda hard not to love.
Especially when she does things like earlier this evening: JM had taken her collar off to put on a tag that we registered. When he had it attached, he held up the collar to see how it looked and she ran over to him, as if to say, “Hey! That’s MINE!” And then she offered no resistance at all when we put it back on her. I think she knows how good a look it is for her.
Diva might not be far from the truth with this one…
Any time one of our animals escapes I go into panic mode. It’s usually our dog though. Once or twice a summer he decides he needs to take a stroll. Thankfully the cats know that they have it good inside and inside is where they will always be
Yikes, close call! I’m glad she’s safely home. I always worry about Oliver, considering I found him out in the street in the middle of winter and have no idea how he got there….