(This is long, I am sorry!) I feel like such a bad meowmy.
Last night my roommate came home around ten-thirty from class and immediately after our downstairs neighbor came up to get something. She brought up her dog, which has been thoroughly put in its place by Hennessy, but finds Disa a lovely new toy. (Disa is NOT a fan).
After she left my roomie and I sat down to study her German since I've some background in the language and she had a test this morning. Around one am we decided to wrap it up and put the 'kids' to bed.
Typically, all the pets come running to go to bed (which means dinner time, for the kitties).
But no kitties!
I put down their food, figuring that would lure them out, but still, no kitties!
I searched the livingroom and bedrooms and bathroom... no kitties.
Then I looked toward the door and about had kittens myself, realizing they could have been locked between our door and the outside door (which goes to our apartment and the other apartment). I opened our door and saw something even worse. The outside door was open! I went out onto the steps and looked about before saying "Here, kitty kitty..."
Jingle jingle! Disa's face peeked out from under my neighbor's truck. When I said his name he came tearing across the grass and into my arms. I put him inside and shut the door so he couldn't get back out (not that he was interested in the idea at the least) and went back out. If Disa was out there, Hennessy had to have started this 'game.' (He is the designated leader of the pet 'mafia' in our house).
My roommie and I spent a bit looking about the garden for Hennessy, while I got more and more panicked. We live on a VERY busy street and even at that time of night it had decently heavy traffic. Then I heard another jingle! Hennessy came waltzing about the house, looking very proud of himself, the little turd. But he came when I said his name and he went right back inside too, where Disa had finished BOTH their shares of the wet food...
All told, they're both fine and don't seem too traumatized despite ~2 hours out in the cold... (I'm far worse off!) I woke up to Hennessy cuddling with me... Still, I feel so bad! Something horrible could easily have happened! Especially if either of them had crossed that darned street!
Last night my roommate came home around ten-thirty from class and immediately after our downstairs neighbor came up to get something. She brought up her dog, which has been thoroughly put in its place by Hennessy, but finds Disa a lovely new toy. (Disa is NOT a fan).
After she left my roomie and I sat down to study her German since I've some background in the language and she had a test this morning. Around one am we decided to wrap it up and put the 'kids' to bed.
Typically, all the pets come running to go to bed (which means dinner time, for the kitties).
But no kitties!
I put down their food, figuring that would lure them out, but still, no kitties!
I searched the livingroom and bedrooms and bathroom... no kitties.
Then I looked toward the door and about had kittens myself, realizing they could have been locked between our door and the outside door (which goes to our apartment and the other apartment). I opened our door and saw something even worse. The outside door was open! I went out onto the steps and looked about before saying "Here, kitty kitty..."
Jingle jingle! Disa's face peeked out from under my neighbor's truck. When I said his name he came tearing across the grass and into my arms. I put him inside and shut the door so he couldn't get back out (not that he was interested in the idea at the least) and went back out. If Disa was out there, Hennessy had to have started this 'game.' (He is the designated leader of the pet 'mafia' in our house).
My roommie and I spent a bit looking about the garden for Hennessy, while I got more and more panicked. We live on a VERY busy street and even at that time of night it had decently heavy traffic. Then I heard another jingle! Hennessy came waltzing about the house, looking very proud of himself, the little turd. But he came when I said his name and he went right back inside too, where Disa had finished BOTH their shares of the wet food...
All told, they're both fine and don't seem too traumatized despite ~2 hours out in the cold... (I'm far worse off!) I woke up to Hennessy cuddling with me... Still, I feel so bad! Something horrible could easily have happened! Especially if either of them had crossed that darned street!
