In other non-running news…
Dora the Kitty Explorer‘s lifestyle has been upgraded to include daytime outdoor privileges. This was not a decision made lightly but a result of two components…
1) She wouldn’t shut the eff up about it. Basically, she spent all her waking hours plotting her escape. If the door was left open for 1-2 seconds longer than it took the opener to walk through it, she was gone. When she wasnt stalking the door’s movement, she was meowing at the door and hanging from the door knob in desperation.
2) She returned to pissing on my bed, couch, floor regularly — and I’m pretty sure it was out of spite. Grrrr.
Here are some shots from her first day in the wilderness. The first few times she went out she spent most of the day in the backyard. Now not so much.
The best part was that the birds kept chasing her. After all the scares she gave them through the window when they would try to eat at the bird feeder, it was payback. We could hear them plotting… every time she was in the area they would chirp like crazy. She kept ducking from them and then sitting out under the tress on the lookout — like in the first photo.
Chillin in the garden
Hey feathers! I’m outside now.
Aren’t I just so damn cute?
That’s right bee-otchs! I’m up here now!
Yeah, that’s what I thought!
Oh man, I’m dehydrated… chasing birds for real is so tiring.