Lucky goes over the wall
So, our bedroom window features a screen that’s the wrong size for our off-size window. The first day we were in the house, Jenn accidentally knocked the screen out just by touching it. It was put back in, but as a clearly temporary situation.
Well, I forgot about that Sunday, when I opened the back door and other windows to get a breeze going through the house. And one of those was the bedroom window.
About 30 minutes later, Jenn comes into the study and asks when I last saw Lucky. His sister was sitting by the open window, looking at us, with the “I didn’t do it” air every sibling, of any species, quickly masters.
So, slipping on the Tevas, I went out into the land of fire ants, looking for the cat. He appeared from around the corner, panting — a black cat out in 98 degree sun isn’t an ideal situation — and slipped past me, back into through the back door.
He already wants to go back outside again, despite the sun, despite the fire ants and despite only having a prickly Joshua tree to climb.
I guess it’s time to get his collar back on him — he previously slipped it off — and to start thinking about a house with an actual usable back yard in the future.
shortly. I’ll link to the review when I’ve got it done.
