I begged.

I whined.

I raced out the door.

Until Mom and Dad said I could go outside!

YAY!

So out I went.  It lasted for three days.  Then I pounced on a stray cat someone dropped off.

No, the stray cat wasn’t Mindy.  We touch noses lots.  And if I get too pouncy Mindy TELLS me to knock it off.  She never BITES me!

(To tell the truth, I just wanted to play.  I understand differently now.)

That stray cat bit my leg…bad. It swelled up and up and up.  I wouldn’t let Mom touch it to see what was going on, If Mom tried to I bit MOM!

So, Off We Went to the Vets.

Yep…money, money, money later…I came home with a chicken leg instead of a cat leg.  And guess what!

I have to stay inside until the scab falls off!

Sigh!

But – don’t let it fool you—I AM going BACK outside.  And THAT is THAT!

TLC Cai-Cai