So this mornin' was a pretty typical mornin', my friends. Peepers fed Saffron out on the veranda as per usual, and spent some quality time with him out there.
Just to clarify, quality time includes some talkin', some pettin', some ear scritches and chin tickles, and stuff. It also includes a return to the kitchen for more treats.
So when in the kitchen gettin' the first lot of second treats...
That make sense? It was his second lot of treats, but his first lot after the initial brekkies were served.
So anyway, Peepers went as slowly as she could in the kitchen, even goin' so far as to make herself a cup of tea, and left the front door open while doin' so. When she returned with the first lot of seconds, who was in the livin' room, but...
Well Saffron took one look at the peep and skedaddled right outta there.
Not that I blame him, mind you. He saw the state of the peep's hair.
So the peep spent some more QUALITY time with him before goin' in for his SECOND lot of second treats. Again, she took her time doin' so and when she returned...
Saffron was back in the livin' room again!
AND again, after catchin' a glimpse of the wild-woman's hair, he ran back outside like a bat outta...
Well some more quality time was spent out on the veranda and Saffron had pretty much had his fill of treats - which is kinda amazin' on account of his seemingly bein' a bottomless pit when it comes to said treats - and Peepers told him she was goin' back inside, but would leave the front door open. Just in case he wanted back in, you see.
Well 'bout half an hour later, Peepers returned and found no sign of my soon-to-be brother so she closed and locked the front door.
But later on this mornin'...
Later this mornin', she happened to find...
Later this mornin', Peepers happened to find one dark charcoal grey kitty hangin' out in the livin' room agaiin!
So an extra litter box was quickly set up, providin' Saffron with his own private commode, and the peep left him to his own devises. He didn't appear TOO upset at the time...
Of course, Peepers later found a window screen in the sunroom down, plus a bunch of other stuff knocked over, so I'm pretty sure Saffy Saffron Saffers had been in there, frantically wantin' out.
A little while after that - 'bout half an hour ago, or so - Saffron was cryin' outside my office door. The peep went to him and found him really anxious and upset. He was trapped and he knew it and didn't like it one bit. He tore into the sunroom, brought the window screen down again -
CLEARLY, Peepers hadn't done a very good job in puttin' it back up.
- And Peepers found him cowering and cryin' in the corner, behind one of the chairs.
So she opened the back door and Saffron ran out.
Time will tell, the peep says. As long as when Saffron returns tomorrow mornin' - or later today - things pick up as before, then we're a whisker's length shy of gettin' that cat indoors. Gettin' him in and at the same time feelin' comfortable around the peeps, that is.
I'm pretty sure he WILL be back.
That cat really likes his fuds and treats, you see.
Especially the treats!
Remember to mask up, too.