Great Escape
Oct. 19th, 2011 02:38 amBunny has escaped.
I didn't close the front door all the way shut when I returned from dumping the cat poo for the night. I didn't mean to not close the door all the way. Between taking a shower and reading --about two hours-- Bunny pried the door open and vamoosed about 1 AM. I didn't notice the door was open and the cat was gone until I got up to take her to bed. That's when I saw the door ajar, about the size of a kitty.
It's 2:45 AM right now. I had a sighting of her about a half hour ago. She was in the parking lot and I circled a car with her and she played the part of a fucking squirrel, up until I got fucking sick of it and rushed her, and because she is a cat, she slinked away, just vanished around the corner of the car, darting away to who fucking knows where (it's fucking hard to find a goddamn fucking black cat in a dark complex). I walked around the area with her food and cursing myself for not taking her feather toy on a sick to use as a lure in the event she did get under a car (which is how I trick her to come out from under the bed).
I figure she's probably not going to come around if I'm clunking about shaking her food cup, as she can hear me coming from a mile away and being outside is soooooo fun, so I'm going to give her some time to become complacent before I go back out there. Fuck. I'm pissed at myself and pissed at my fucking stupid cat.
I didn't close the front door all the way shut when I returned from dumping the cat poo for the night. I didn't mean to not close the door all the way. Between taking a shower and reading --about two hours-- Bunny pried the door open and vamoosed about 1 AM. I didn't notice the door was open and the cat was gone until I got up to take her to bed. That's when I saw the door ajar, about the size of a kitty.
It's 2:45 AM right now. I had a sighting of her about a half hour ago. She was in the parking lot and I circled a car with her and she played the part of a fucking squirrel, up until I got fucking sick of it and rushed her, and because she is a cat, she slinked away, just vanished around the corner of the car, darting away to who fucking knows where (it's fucking hard to find a goddamn fucking black cat in a dark complex). I walked around the area with her food and cursing myself for not taking her feather toy on a sick to use as a lure in the event she did get under a car (which is how I trick her to come out from under the bed).
I figure she's probably not going to come around if I'm clunking about shaking her food cup, as she can hear me coming from a mile away and being outside is soooooo fun, so I'm going to give her some time to become complacent before I go back out there. Fuck. I'm pissed at myself and pissed at my fucking stupid cat.