Yesterday was an exciting day for Frannie and his caretakers. Connor, the neighbour's dog managed to send Frannie scurrying up a pine tree near the back door. Connor was very pleased with his efforts. Frannie was not!! He finally returned to earth with a thud and spent the rest of the day in recovery mode. The food dish was visited at intervals and requests were made frequently for water from dripping taps but there was no way that he was going outside again.
Of course, in typical cat fashion, after sleeping and resting all day he was more than ready to play all night. We finally closed the door, excluding our bedroom from the play area.
This morning, after the usual affectionate greeting (ie: thank God you're still here), a quick nibble at the food dish and a sip of water he demanded to be released. Is it possible that they forget so easily?
When Connor came around the side of the house looking for cookies, Fran bolted for the door with a frantic look that said "Let me in! I remember him!"
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