Thread: Determined kitty gives me heart attack!

Got that tshirt,doesn't it make you feel sick & fear the worse,even a strong cup of tea doesn't stop the palpataions.....
So pleased that Simba was rescued with no problems & no doubt that window will not be opened again for a little while !
We had some screens made up that we could put over or take off the windows as & how we wanted & they worked very well,now they have the run of the back garden when we are here it means the patio doors are open for the fresh air so don't hook them on quite so much but still handy to have.

YIKES!!! what are they like, glad he's ok There is nothing worse than a sulking MC they get up to alsorts of mischeif

how scary for you... makes me glad that we have flywires on all the windows!

Flywires? Love it. Gives me visions of some sort of high voltage bug zapping wires across windows. Probably just what we call "screens" though (much less exciting).

Know the fear thing all too well...
Our cats all like to go out in the garage and prowl around for crickets and such, and a few weeks ago I let the three big ones out there one last time before bed, around 11pm. About 15mins later I took the kitten out to see them and...one of the garage doors was wide open! I panicked, threw the kitten back in the house, yelled for my wife, and quickly searched the garage, but did not see any of the three! By then wife had arrived on scene and I went outside to make certain nobody slipped out while she searched the garage more thoroughly. Amazingly, the two that do not go outside were both still in the garage--just a bit spooked due to my panic. Got them in, so that just left Bella outside someplace, but at least she goes out with me nearly every day, so she knows her way around--and likewise I know where she likes to go. One good thing about looking for a cat at night is you can see them from quite a distance with a good flashlight, so I started sweeping the places in the yard (and just beyond) where she likes to head. Sure enough, the third place I looked she was just sitting, wondering why dad was so frantic. So all ended well, but it took me about an hour to calm down. Could have been a disaster, as I am not certain what the two that don't know the outside would have done if they had gotten out (I cannot believe neither one ventured out of the open garage). Anyway, you can bet I will be much more vigilant about checking the door status from now on!

Yes we call them flywires, but also flyscreens... They're on all the windows to keep the flies out and let the breeze in!

We had a panic attack on Saturday (well dh did not me!) thinking one of the kids had let out Gryfn, but no, he was hidden under ds2's bed along with all the junk!

We built a deck and pergola so that we could sit out with the cats - they used to have a single storey "run", but they wailed every time we sat out on the patio because they wanted to be with us. At that time, they were "mature" MCs - all over ten years old and far too grown-up to climb the mesh to the top, so we put bird-netting on the top of the pergola rafters, basically to discourage suicidal blue tits etc from coming in to pinch the loose cat fluff.
When Hobbes joined the family and then Alice, we checked the whole area over for kitten-sized escape routes and meshed in some more places.
In January, we had that massive amount of snow and it brought down the bird netting in places. Kevin was in hospital, so I did my best to make repairs; thought I'd done a pretty good job but hadn't counted on the "Hobbescapologist"!
Kevin was working from home that morning; around 10:30 I got a frantic phone call to come home. Hobbes had got up on top of the pergola, made his way on to the roof of the shed and was swearing at the pigeons! It took the two of us and two slices of Spam to get him back in. Our heart-rates returned to normal - eventually!!!

We have now put galvanised mesh right over the top and although Hobbes has clambered up the "walls", he cannot get any further.

I knew Spam was good for something ! - glad Hobbes is ok little minx, why do they do it to us ?

I was coming back home across the fields yesterday with the dogs and saw Simba sitting on our back fence, when he saw us he was eager to come and meet us and jumped down into a patch of stinging nettles. He stung one of his little pink pads and was licking it all day. Don't think he will do that again poor thing.

Originally Posted by Karena

when he saw us he was eager to come and meet us and jumped down into a patch of stinging nettles. He stung one of his little pink pads and was licking it all day. Don't think he will do that again poor thing.

Awwwww, poor baby!

I remember reading somewhere that a MC in the USA marched from his home to the neighbour's house where his owners were at a party, walked into the house and gave them "what for" for being out late and insisted they return home. Hobbes has got quite an imperious little "WOW" when we aren't complying quickly enough, so I can well believe this!

Hobbes would do just about ANYTHING for Spam. And if you ever need to give a pill, like a worming tablet for example, ours will (usually) take it if it is rolled up in a bit of corned beef! So much for the balanced Science Diet, eh?