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So, today we woke up to an open living room door. Right next to where we're sleeping, since we haven't finished painting the bedroom, so the mattrees is still out in the living room.
It must not have been open long, because Ace hadn't noticed it yet - she was still curled up on the bed with us, rather than frolicking in the street as she would be if she'd had half a chance. But both cats had already escaped, though apparently fairly recently, because when I looked out the door, I saw Michaelcat slinking around the corner.
Simba was located fairly quickly, though after I tossed him back inside, the door swung open again and I had to retrieve him a second time. Michaelcat, however, got lost. We could hear him wailing for help for a while (which he does when he gets lost, though it's usually inside the house), and then he just... stopped.
Mat found him in the backyard, where Michaelcat crouched down and waited for his mommy to save him, so. All animals are inside and safe, and both humans are okay minus a minor heart attack and mild exhaustion on my part. Though Michaelcat keeps wandering around alternately wailing about his trauma and demanding to be let out again.
This is... not the best way to start the morning. Not at all.
It must not have been open long, because Ace hadn't noticed it yet - she was still curled up on the bed with us, rather than frolicking in the street as she would be if she'd had half a chance. But both cats had already escaped, though apparently fairly recently, because when I looked out the door, I saw Michaelcat slinking around the corner.
Simba was located fairly quickly, though after I tossed him back inside, the door swung open again and I had to retrieve him a second time. Michaelcat, however, got lost. We could hear him wailing for help for a while (which he does when he gets lost, though it's usually inside the house), and then he just... stopped.
Mat found him in the backyard, where Michaelcat crouched down and waited for his mommy to save him, so. All animals are inside and safe, and both humans are okay minus a minor heart attack and mild exhaustion on my part. Though Michaelcat keeps wandering around alternately wailing about his trauma and demanding to be let out again.
This is... not the best way to start the morning. Not at all.