Sweet Daddy Hate |
07-18-2009 01:37 AM |
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Originally Posted by Buehler445
(Post 5908454)
Heh. My aunt has a similar cat.
One weekend I had a wedding in Lawrence, so I went to stay with her. She was out of town, but my cousin was home. I get there and get a text message from my cousin saying I should let myself in and could I please let out the dog. So I do. And SHOOOM! Out goes the cat. :eek: I'm currently operating under the assumption that the cat is an indoor cat (Lawrence afterall) and I just ****ed up bad. So wife and I go trapsing through the back alleys of Lawrence with my ****ing flashlight chasing this cat. I was shining my flashlight in people's back yards. I'm surprised I'm not in jail. Anyway we chase this thing for like half an hour and it finally goes back in. Please note that we did nothing to get the cat back in, it decided it was time.
So I tell my cousin about it and she says it goes out all the time. No big deal :cuss:
That cat is probably 10 also.
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ROFL I had a roommate in Lawrence who did the same damned thing. He was babysitting his Mom's cats in our flat and one of them bolted for the door.
So I'm coming home from the bar and walking down the alley between Mass St. and New Hampshire, between 8th st. and 9th st., and I see this black cat go bolting across the alley and my roommate about 30ft behind him cussing up a storm.:D
He finally got tired of chasing him, but the cat was an inside cat anyway and he just came back to the door after a few minutes.
That cat was something else. I don't know how she trained him, but you could walk over to him, put your shoulder down, and he'd jump right up and wrap himself around your neck and just hang out there while you walked around.
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