We nearly had a cat-astrophe this week. Sasha went into the screened porch which is not unusual. The temperatures are cool so the door back to the house was closed. I would have to let her back in. It was the middle of the day so I thought I’d give her a half hour before I checked on her.
I heard her holler to come back in way before I expected it. When I went to let her in, I realized the door to the BIG OUTDOORS had snagged and it was fully open. She could have gone outside easily. But she didn’t. It was scary for me. I’ll never be sure if she stuck her nose out or not but she doesn’t seem to be interested in “outdoors.”
I’m not judgmental to folks who allow their cats to go outside. I’ve done that with other cats. The heartache of not finding them at night or even over night worries me too much. My experience is that if a cat doesn’t go out at all, I don’t have trouble with them trying to sneak out. Current group has no interest at all (but I don’t want to tempt them either) and that makes me happy.
Sasha is responsive enough that I think (hope) she would have come in if I called her but you never know. You know…squirrels, chipmunks…so much stimulus. In any case, all is well and that dang door is shut!