It is 2:26am. About 5 minutes ago my cat, the one who is an indoor/outdoor cat decided that 2:21am was the PERFECT time to take advantage of the "outdoor" part of his dual citizenship.
I was in no mood to wait out his meows and was more than ready for bed, so I let him out. He's stayed out overnight before so I was not worried.
He is the only one of my cats to be let outside.
He went out, sniffed the side walk and started to walk back to the front door and as he came close, I opened the door assuming he was wanting to return to the comforts of a full food bowl and air conditioning.
Another cat decided to take this opportunity to make a dash for it. A cat who is not allowed out. A cat that I should run out and grab.
Did I mention I was ready for bed.
Why is this important?
Because I sleep in the nude.
So, picture it. Cat in the "forbidden" outdoors and one half asleep cat owner in the buff. I did not want to run upstairs to put on the jeans and shirt I had on earlier that evening as I wouldn't be able to see where she'd run off to.
So I grabbed an oversized t-shirt that was hanging over the handlebars of my bike and threw it over my ample and exposed frame. I walked outside. The shirt did not cover....EVERYTHING but would have been fine had the cat just stayed on the porch outside my door.
She did not.
Running around my neighborhood in a tshirt that would JUST cover my hoo-hoo-dilly while standing still was not an option. But what else did I have nearby?
I keep my burlesque costumes and dresses in the closet by the front door.
So i threw on a strapless, dark green evening dress with a side zipper while trying to keep an eye on my four legged fugitive.
East Austin. Fat girl in a green evening gown tapping on a tin of Fancy Feast whispering "come on kitty! mmm! mommas got yummy food!!!"
Here's to hoping all my neighbors were asleep. And I never did catch that fucking cat.
I was in no mood to wait out his meows and was more than ready for bed, so I let him out. He's stayed out overnight before so I was not worried.
He is the only one of my cats to be let outside.
He went out, sniffed the side walk and started to walk back to the front door and as he came close, I opened the door assuming he was wanting to return to the comforts of a full food bowl and air conditioning.
Another cat decided to take this opportunity to make a dash for it. A cat who is not allowed out. A cat that I should run out and grab.
Did I mention I was ready for bed.
Why is this important?
Because I sleep in the nude.
So, picture it. Cat in the "forbidden" outdoors and one half asleep cat owner in the buff. I did not want to run upstairs to put on the jeans and shirt I had on earlier that evening as I wouldn't be able to see where she'd run off to.
So I grabbed an oversized t-shirt that was hanging over the handlebars of my bike and threw it over my ample and exposed frame. I walked outside. The shirt did not cover....EVERYTHING but would have been fine had the cat just stayed on the porch outside my door.
She did not.
Running around my neighborhood in a tshirt that would JUST cover my hoo-hoo-dilly while standing still was not an option. But what else did I have nearby?
I keep my burlesque costumes and dresses in the closet by the front door.
So i threw on a strapless, dark green evening dress with a side zipper while trying to keep an eye on my four legged fugitive.
East Austin. Fat girl in a green evening gown tapping on a tin of Fancy Feast whispering "come on kitty! mmm! mommas got yummy food!!!"
Here's to hoping all my neighbors were asleep. And I never did catch that fucking cat.
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