Zorro vanilla lip balm the first has now made him/herself totally at home so it is time to let him go out and explore the garden. I have been worrying about this in case he doesn’t come back or gets lost or eaten by something bigger. But he is not an inside cat and its time to let him explore.
I have done my research and sprinkled his litter around the garden, made sure he is ready for food before he goes out.
But the time has come.
The first time we are with him and he stays quite close by.
The second time he goes a little further afield, the third time he is up a tree across the roof and away.
Please come back!!!!!!
He does, not long after, phew what a relief. So now we let him come and go as he pleases.
As I am sat typing I hear that awful cat yowl, I look out of the window and see a cat over vanilla in the garden next door.
I go down like a big angry momma bear, but as I get near the cat is on its own and vanilla is not there, I give the cat the killer stare, don´t mess with my family!
I go back to my typing and hear the yowl again. Only this time I see vanillas paws in the air, that mean cat has had poor vanilla pinned to the floor all this time.
I go out ready to kill the mean cat, but as I cannot throw to save my life the bits of trees I´m throwing land every where but near the cat, who is now giving me the stare and still has poor vanilla pinned to the floor!
John gets close enough to shoo it away and vanilla darts under the van in the drive next door.
I spend some time coaxing him out and carry him home.
He is now not that keen on going out any more, but this doesn’t last to long, but what has put my mind at rest is that he doesn’t go to far from the house now.
But that mean cat knows I have his number marked.
(no animals were harmed in the writing of this story)