I was missing for four months, and my human owner got told when I was found, not to let me outside for at least first two or three months; what hell this has been.
For the first two months I have been racing around inside, pinning that I can't go outside, yet able to see through the patio doors the garden, what a tease. That's not right surely, is it?
Despite my limited vision I can still some movement out there, the birds landing the other side other of glass and when the others get to go outside; so those two months have been a long hard testing time.
And I have been running everyone ragged by racing wild indoors, jumping up everything, acting like I'm on catnip super powered, and hassling the elderly cat so much; the poor gal. My human owner has aged so much in those two months apparently.
Well today just before evening meal, the patio door opened and the other two didn't get squeezed out as usual. This was the usual routine to prevent me shooting outside and running off again and going missing again.
Today was the best day in history, 28th February 2017 it happened, rare disease day, (my human owner has Ehlers Danlos Syndrome and so does my playmate I live with), today the door opened wide and left wide open and I was in Invited over. I snuck over, as by now I knew I'm not meant to go out and if I get anywhere near the the door it closes. But today it stayed open!
I felt the cold slab underneath my paws, the rain on my fur, I sniffed the plants, I could smell where other neighbouring cats had scented too, and due to my lack of vision I was banging into everything too; but this was freedom and the smell of fresh air.....
BLISS
I got called back in within three minutes for my evening meal, the smell of my food, lambs.heart and kidney in my bowl, enticing me back in. And I did go back in, much to my human owners relief. She has been worrying about that day for so long.
But those three minutes of freedom felt like a lifetime to be outside, after being couped up inside for a lifetime.
Now my one question is, when is my next freedom visit outside, and can I mount the fence next time; or do you think my human owner may have a bit of heart panic over that?
One content kitty here for sure.
~Bye
