Confessions of a Fugitive Mind
May 03, 2003
Escape Artist
Tia escaped last night while Jon and I were painting. When I realized that I hadn't seen her for a while, I started looking for her. After I couldn't find her inside, I started to panic. So I called outside. She was sitting out there in the rain, under the bushes. I think it freaked her out a bit. Now I have to make sure we lock her in the bathroom or something when we're running in and out with boxes and furniture.
Posted by criminal at May 3, 2003 02:38 PM
Comments
Wow! That's great (and very lucky) that you were able to find and recapture her!
When Sasha ran away, he was missing for two weeks before a neighborhood stray brought him back (literally) to our doorstep.
3 years later, he doesn't try to go outside anymore... :)
Posted by: Amy at May 3, 2003 06:14 PM
Awww. Poor baby. but I bet rain works better than the hose! Maybe she'll need reminding every year or so like Roakie...
Posted by: Barbra at May 4, 2003 06:51 AM