I worked Friday night, then drove directly to a cat show after I got home Saturday morning. By the time I got home from the show on Saturday evening I was totally exhausted. So I dumped some food and water in the kitties' dishes, scooped litter boxes, checked my email, and fell into bed. When I got up Sunday morning I thought I should make sure all my cats were in one piece, considering that I'd just introduced a new foster cat two days earlier. Counted noses and couldn't find Merlin. I searched the whole house and didn't see him on any of his favorite perches or under the bed. I finally decided to check the carriers that were still scattered around the living room. Lifted the end of the 4th carrier and thought, "Yep, there's a cat in here." Then I looked down and realized I had never opened the door!
Poor Merlin had been trapped in that carrier for 14 hours!
He's a very forgiving cat. All he wanted when he came out was lots of cuddles.
Poor Merlin had been trapped in that carrier for 14 hours!
He's a very forgiving cat. All he wanted when he came out was lots of cuddles.








I stepped on her tail and she screeched. She got over it quickly but I still felt horrible, poor thing.



. I apologized up and down to her. I am forever saying sorry to my kids. I even almost broke my ankle after stepping on Perkins going down the stairs. Did I get upset with him being in the way!!! OH NO, I was so sorry I almost stepped on him, forget about my poor ankle
What a sweetie for forgiving you!

Poor of Merlin!...
and he didn´t make any noise?...
...)....the fact was, my Mom to visit us on the night and SHE escape to her and she didn´t noticed about!...
our sorprise was at the next day early morning didn´t hear her constantly MEOWS of her asking for go out, she do this daily....






She's better than Merlin at playing up the guilt trip. Every time I get near her now she yells for belly rubs.
