Pets

I hate it when that happens!

Mikey puts me though some crisis mode thing at least once every week, he always finds something. Last time it was the storm drain out at the street. He sees it, I think, as something akin to the irrigation ditch network at our old place. That had some underground portions and he would take refuge in there during bad weather when he didn't want to be in the house... when the water wasn't flowing through. It's a seasonal thing.

I tell him to stay out of it and he will be learning at some point that it's not like the tunnels at the old place. He's been pretty good but still tests the limits of his freedom. It snowed about ten inches last night and it's our first freeze overnight so he's trying to get used to that part. It will keep him closer to the house now, that part makes me feel a little better but it's also time to start thinking about taking him back to his other mom where he has a larger indoors to be holed up in. He doesn't get spoiled there but he will have more room and the dog to beat up on. I might bring him back in spring when I can let him out for hours at a time. He's become familiar with the area and has his territory staked out with the other kitties on the hill.

Anyway, I am really relived that Carys has been found and she didn't get outside. Just have to check that spot more carefully.