Frankie was being quite the pest yesterday and Rose asked me to put some food down for the cats, but I knew it wasn’t food he was looking for. I put my shoes on and announced that I was going to take Frankie for a walk. As I was heading into the bedroom, Rose was hyping Frankie up by loudly saying, “Are you gonna go outside, Frankie? Are you gonna go outside?” This, of course, got Frankie all excited and he followed me into the bedroom, meowing up a storm. When I pulled the harness out of my drawer, he really got excited.
As soon as Frankie gets outside the excitement goes away and he becomes very focused. After taking time to smell the air we walked across the street and stopped to eat some grass, or whatever this is.
We then found a nice patch of ground to stretch out and get some sun.
Then a little shade was in order.
I stood there for a long time waiting for Frankie to decide what he wanted to do. To my surprise, he fell asleep.
I hated to wake him up but I couldn’t just stand there in the sun and wait for his nap to be over. I knelt down and very gently petted him. That woke him up and he hissed at me and scratched my hand, making it bleed in three places.
I then picked him up and brought him home. He had been out for about forty-five minutes and Chris was home waiting for his turn. Surprisingly, Frankie let me carry him home without giving me a hard time.
When we got home, I let Chris out and stayed with him. He decided to eat some grass as soon as he got outside.
He then spent some time in the sun.
After fifteen minutes I decided that I should go in and wash the cut on my hand. I picked Chris up and he decided to turn around as I was lifting him up. I think he planned on climbing onto my shoulders but he just ended up putting a gash in my stomach. Well, at least I was going in to clean one wound so what’s one more?
ouch… we hope it heals up soon… there is somethig about sleeping dogs&cats…
I should have considered that.
The walking wounded – that would be you – and all you were doing was trying to give them some outside time! Ted gets quite miffed if we pick him up while he’s outside and want to bring him in BUT he doesn’t bite – just sometimes squirms but usually just let us carry him back in. Hope your wounds aren’t bad ones.
Thanks. I think I will be fine.
There’s not enough peroxide in the world to walk those kitties! Hope you’re healing well…
Love and licks,
There’s nothing easy about your cats. 🙂
You got that right. 🙂
Geez, your guys really do have murder mittens!
That is a good word for them.
A good day for them , not so much for you.
Chris and Frankie 1, Dada 1 ouchie!
“Quite the pest”! 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣