…last Saturday early morning at around 3am, my husband and I awoke to a very LOUD kitty yowl. Not too uncommon because there are a lot of cats in the neighbourhood, so we didn’t think anything of it and went back to sleep. I awoke for realz the next morning at around 8:45, walked groggily down the stairs on the search for my kitty good mornings and our porch door to the outside was WIDE OPEN and NO kitties were to be found. I obviously freaked, grabbed a sweater and ran outside yelling their names. No kitties in sight. I ran in and woke Steve up to come and help. I was shaking and in a teary panic. I grabbed a bag of treats and started shaking them like there was no tomorrow. The door is still wide open, and sure enough Tuna comes jiggling on in. (her tummy jiggles when she runs, it is SO adorable) But still no Turtles. Steve went out and starting walking around the block. He found Turtles plopped under a tree, just chilling..took awhile to get him, he kept bolting. Finally cornered him when he went up our neighbour's stairs. We are guessing that that crazy yowl we heard had something to do with their exit...if so, that mean our kitties were out approx. 6 hours. Insane!!!!! Indoor cats with free run of the town. I am so thankful to have them back, i don’t know what I would of done if I had lost them. I did this funny little photo shoot of them right after.
Have any of you ever had a scary runaway incident with any of your pets? what an awful feeling. But an immense feeling of love and relief once they return. PHEW.
