The cat - Captain Hook - has rediscovered spring with a vengeance. He wants to be outside all the time, and takes it as a personal betrayal when we open the door to show him it is raining.
Yesterday during some breaks in the rain we made sure he got out for a bit.
He still does not understand the leash all that well, but it has only been 12 years (we acquired him when he was between 3-5 years old, so he is now 15-17). Maybe this year he will figure it out?
UPDATE: Didn't hear it start to rain this afternoon. Soggy kitty was trying futilely to hide under a daffodil. Oops! He got towel-dried and a bit of chow to keep the inner fire burning.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Leashed in the East
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