Revenge
I swear, I think I just suffered through a mini heart attack or something. My heart won't stop pounding and I'm still feeling out of breath. Why is it that my cats affect me like this?
I was downstairs, talking to pichi when I suddenly heard a crash from the sun room and then I heard my mom yelling for me to get up there. There was a broken jar on the floor and a huge hole in the window screen. It was going out and Zhen (my black and white kitty) was no where to be seen. So, we went outside and started to call for him but nothing... I went back inside to see if I could find him but I couldn't, so we got flashlights and started looking around the house. It was almost midnight and it was raining... I swear, I was so scared... I looked everywhere for him. I even brought out one of his toys because he always runs when he hears the sound of the bells on it.
Finally, I heard my mom yell that she saw him. He was across the street, hiding under a bush. He was scared, and he went running but I finally managed to catch him in someone's backyard. He was soaked and... I am so glad that we found him. I was so scared! My heart was just pounding and it still is as I think about it now...
I got him back inside and gave him lots of hugs and snuggles and praise, and then gave him a can of cat food. He was pretty spooked, but he seems ok now, even though his paws are all muddy. Still... I am so glad to have him back. I keep checking on him just to make sure he's still there...
Of course, this probably doesn't help my killer summer cold that I caught in Toronto. I feel worse if possible, and if I don't stop sneezing, I'm selling my nose on e-bay!
I was downstairs, talking to pichi when I suddenly heard a crash from the sun room and then I heard my mom yelling for me to get up there. There was a broken jar on the floor and a huge hole in the window screen. It was going out and Zhen (my black and white kitty) was no where to be seen. So, we went outside and started to call for him but nothing... I went back inside to see if I could find him but I couldn't, so we got flashlights and started looking around the house. It was almost midnight and it was raining... I swear, I was so scared... I looked everywhere for him. I even brought out one of his toys because he always runs when he hears the sound of the bells on it.
Finally, I heard my mom yell that she saw him. He was across the street, hiding under a bush. He was scared, and he went running but I finally managed to catch him in someone's backyard. He was soaked and... I am so glad that we found him. I was so scared! My heart was just pounding and it still is as I think about it now...
I got him back inside and gave him lots of hugs and snuggles and praise, and then gave him a can of cat food. He was pretty spooked, but he seems ok now, even though his paws are all muddy. Still... I am so glad to have him back. I keep checking on him just to make sure he's still there...
Of course, this probably doesn't help my killer summer cold that I caught in Toronto. I feel worse if possible, and if I don't stop sneezing, I'm selling my nose on e-bay!