During the two months that we were in West Virginia, I did not take Frankie for a walk one time, although he did escape once. Frankie was generally content with hanging out on the catio and didn’t bother me to go outside so I didn’t bother offering. I thought when we got back to Florida he might forget about going for a walk, but not so.
We spent a good part of Sunday unpacking. We started shortly after waking up that day and by about 10:30 that morning Frankie was following me around the house desperately meowing at me. I don’t exactly speak cat but I think I can understand Frankie pretty well. He acts like that when he wants to go outside and thinks there is a real chance it is going to happen. It is like when you say to your dog in an excited voice, “Do you want to go outside?” Of course, the dog will get excited and go around in circles. That is almost the same reaction I get from Frankie but sometimes I get it without saying anything. That’s when I know it’s time to drop what I’m doing and take him out.
He stayed relitively close for a while. He was busy smelling all the plants in the area.
After a while, he started gradually moving away from the house. When we got about eight houses away I decided that was far enough and picked him up and carried him about halfway back before he struggled his way out of my hands. I didn’t care as long as he was walking in the right direction. He spent a lot of time smelling a plant in front of someone’s house that I worried the owner would look out the window and see me standing there. They would probably assume I had a dog and was letting him poop in their yard so I dropped Frankie’s leash and backed away a little.
When Frankie finally did resume moving he walked behind the houses. When we approached our house I picked him up and put him inside. As per tradition, when Frankie comes in, Chris goes out.
I hung around with Chris for a while, watching him eat grass and relax on the cool concrete. After about ten minutes he was done and asked me to open the door for him.
It was a nice break but then I went back to unpacking for the next four hours.
The boys wanted to make sure all their familiar “spots” were still there for them – checking out the territory. I guess everything passed inspection!
I’m sure they were happy to know everything is still good.
great that it was a nice time… and we hope it is still the kingdom of the boys and they made sure that no intruder was there ;O)
I’m sure that is what the smelling was about. 🙂
Chris is the king! **looks good. Let’s go back inside**
Frankie is checking out all the smells. 🙂
He seems way more interested in smells than Chris does.
Frankie was just thinking of your health
He is so thoughtful. 🙂
Nice break for you AND a nice break for the kitties as well…
Love and licks,
Yes, and I certainly could use the exercise.
Looks like the cats have settled back into their old routine. XOCK, angel Lily Olivia, angel Mauricio, Misty May, angel Giulietta, angel Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth, Calista Jo, Cooper Murphy, Sawyer & Kizmet
It did not take long.
guyz…pleez N thanx N joy sum out side time for uz….de heet o matic iz on N de grazz iz frostee in de morn~~~~ YOW !!!!
That is why I like Florida so much. I am not a fan of cold weather.
I’m sure they both really enjoyed their out n’ about, lots to sniff and catch up on.
Yes, two months was too long.
I bet Frankie was very happy to get out.
Yes, he loves the outdoors.
I’m glad you, Frankie and Chris had some recreational time during the unpacking.
Thanks. It was a nice break.
“I want to go out…NOW!” LOL!
Frankie wants to make sure you get some fresh air. 😸
What a nice guy. 🙂