The Great Kitten Escape

Hello,
again, long time no post, I am terrible.

I would like to open up with the tale of my morning this fine Pride day. I did not go to the Parade, I was sort of invited, but not really by the roommate, and I sort of did not make an effort to go. Instead, I woke up late, and made some coffee and started making some breakfast. I start doing something in the sink, and I look up, and out the kitchen window. I was going to add a picture, but my devices aren't speaking.

Anyway I look up and see a cat in the backyard. And this cat looks like the kitten we are watching for the summer... Is that the kitten we are watching for the summer? Where is the kitten? Frantic cat count, Alice, Trixie, Bovine... Check, Sprocket (other visiting cat), Check... but why is Sprocket looking intently outside, and Kitten (Widget) not accounted for, yikes! I scoop up Sprocket and tuck her in the spare room, and scurry outside barefoot, in my robe, to see the kitten contentedly playing in the long grass in our upper back yard. I breathe deeply, now is not the time to panic, I chat with her a bit, and encourage her to come get a cuddle (cat trap) but grass and under the dilapidated shed are more intriguing than I am. So, I run calmly back in the house, throw on some clothes, find my flip flops, turn off the frying pan, and grab the yellow feather on a stick.

So, I'm up in the back yard, playing with the kitten, must not seem desperate, or she will run under the shed... We think something might be living under the shed, what, we aren't sure, but sometimes we imagine a family of feral cats, opossums, or even a raccoon. I also worry that if I frighten her, she might take off down the alley, where I have been told a fairly vicious dog lives... The kitten has very little sense. Anyhow, I try not to let this show in my demeanor and I try to coax her to the lower backyard. I am pretty successful, actually, and we start to head in, it even looks like going inside is the kitten's idea... but Alice is hanging out just outside the door, the kitten comes up to her for a friendly sniff, like we practiced just this morning, Alice calmly obliges, then smacks the kitten 5 or 6 times about the head. The Kitten then decides inside might not be where she wants to go, and she heads down the side of the house to the front. This is just a minor diversion though, and very quickly after this I apprehend the runaway, and we head back in.

I shut the window, where the tear (kitten made) in the screen allowed her to escape. Released the other cat from cat jail, and resumed my breakfast making. I get everything ready, and walk to the table, set down my plate, and out of the corner of my eye, I see a kitten shape in the front window, I attempt to apprehend her, when I see that she isn't escaping. SHE IS COMING BACK IN. Oh, crap, no window is safe. I go back to the cat room to see the kitten casing that window.. I shut it. I mentally review the list of windows, check, all are closed.

I eat my breakfast, and then write this blog entry.