If any cats out there want to know how to get outside, just do what Frankie does and relentlessly annoy the hell out of anyone with opposable thumbs until they can’t take it anymore and take you for a walk. Here is an example of what I am talking about.
This video was taken yesterday. My wife had to hold Chris to keep him from running out the door because it is too difficult to watch Chris while I am walking Frankie.
Here in Florida we have a type of wild grass, that is essentially a weed, that produces seeds, called sandspurs, in the fall that are round and covered with sharp spikes. They are especially bad in my neighborhood. We were outside for about ten minutes before Frankie stepped on one of these sandspurs.
This has happened a few times before but this was the worst. We were actually on the sidewalk when he got one of these nasty things in his paw. He cried and immediately tried to remove it using his mouth. That worked but now it was stuck in his mouth. I tried to help but he was freaking out at that point so I decided to pick him up and take him home in hopes that Rose could get it out while I held him. Fortunately, it was out by the time I reached home and, of course, Chris ran out when we came in.
I was planning on letting him out next so I went outside to watch him. He was so happy to be outside but, unlike Frankie, he was content to eat grass and roll around on the driveway.
oh that evil weed… poor Frankie :o( we have sweet chestnuts here everywhere… I fear the time when I have to remove them from easy’s paws :o(
I hope that doesn’t happen.
How nice that the boys had an outing (except for the sandspur part).
Frankie quickly forgot it and was trying to get out when Chris came in.
frankie …dood….a sand spur even SOUNDZ vizshuz….we iz sorree one attached it self
two yur toez then yur mouth…..
thiz videe oh rocks tho….we will studdee it til memorized sew we can use thiz same tactic !!
thanx guys ! ♥♥♥
You just have to be annoying. 🙂
This doesn’t work for me. I cry, scratch at the door, beg, plead…and I still don’t get to go outside. ~Wally
I guess your parents are not pushovers.
Clever boy Frankie 🙂
He sure is.
I drive my Mom nuts too about going out and she caves in every time……I am not a wanderer though – I’m content to stay on the front porch!
You are like Chris, but he wanders a little.
Ouch ! Poor Frankie ! But you have a great strategy for going outside ! Purrs
I think I need little kitty shoes for Frankie.
Frankie has a pretty impressive tactic! He certainly knows what he wants. 🙂 I’m sorry to hear that he got that nasty grass stuck in his foot. That sounds really painful!
Thank you. He was lucky it came out of his mouth when it did.
We take turns whining to get Mom or Dad to open the door to the catio. It is tag team all day long…one cat in, one cat out, etc., etc., etc. We can go upstairs and let ourselves out the cat door, but what fun would that be? Misty May is the most annoying and persistent whiner. Chris is so cute rolling around on the pavement. XOCK, Lily Olivia, Mauricio, Misty May, Giulietta, Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth and Calista Jo
I just called a company to get a price to build a catio. We need a buffer zone between the back door and the outside.
Those sandspurs sound gnarly. Be careful out there, kitties! Love and licks,
They are not fun for cats and humans. My wife just stepped on one last night inside the house.