Ok, I just have to ask our resident cat psychologists….
We have this lil turd nugget - Adam
An affectionate cuddly buddy who likes to spoon under the sheets at night. When Mrs Bugz n I step away for a day or two… our first night home is rough. He yeowls in our faces and brings all of his toys into the room and meows all night long, literally.
So we are getting ready to go see our newest granddaughter and will be gone for a bit. Our normal daily routine is the boys and KitKat like to go out first thing in the morning and stay close. If we step outside, call their names and clap, everyone comes running in. Except last-night….. our daily ritual is that when the porch lights pop on everyone is in. We live in a small foothill town where we have critters. Some big ones at that.
Adam is nowhere to be found. At about 9:00 PM, I decide to take a gander in a 12” culvert pipe that runs in front of the house. Yup, that’s where he is, sitting about 25’ in, in his best hover cat pose. Looked at me like F-you hooman, I know you’re leaving. Needless to say we missed our departure window because he did not extricate himself until 3:00AM and Mrs Bugz was a wreck from spending all night trying to get him in.
So my question to the cat brain trust, does anyone else experience anything remotely like this with their four legged family?
Fruits of the crime!
Asking for a friend [emoji6]
Stay fuzzy mi amigos!
