We lost Chucky this morning. Looked high and low...he was gone! Disappeared! Vamoosed!
Then, I opened the coat closet, and out he ran! I've recreated the scene here, while NOT at home:
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| Recreation of closet door opening! |
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Recreation of cat leaving the closet!
(Using City the Kitty's calendar, without permission...) |
As I left the house and jumping into The Cat Car, I managed to snap a couple of photos of a long black cat in high dudgeon, now hiding in the bay window.
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| The view from the inside of my car |
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Chuck looking back at me with a pitiful
look on his face...but maybe that was
because of my reflection in the glass
or the peeling paint? |
Apparently, he snuck into the coat closet when I opened it to hang my coat up after feeding The 'O' Cats. Usually, that coat closet door stays open a wee bit open, so Chuck probably thought he could get out again, but I had done a good job of closing it.
Poor Chucky! But, it was only 20 minutes of incarceration! I think he hates me...
Ha. To a feline, 20 minutes equals 20 elebenty hundred hours. But we're sure you will be forgiven... after a few pounds of treats. PS: many, many years ago a Cat Who Came Before, Tiger, got trapped in the kitchen cabinet. Poor girl was there all day long. All she had to do was nudge open the door but she didn't realize that.
ReplyDeleteWhen Angel and Chuck were young'uns, Angel got stuck in the walk-in closet, where she slept all afternoon until we freed her in the evening. That's when we learned to count cat noses before leaving the house!
DeleteMy 8-month-old foster kitten and my kitten managed to lock themselves in the bathroom. I don't know how long they'd been in there before I discovered the shut door. We suspect Chuck won't get in another closet anytime soon!
ReplyDeleteActually, I'm a bit concerned that he's trying to hide himself, but The Hubby thinks that I am overreacting. I'm on careful watch.
DeleteRe-creation (emphasis on Creation!) is right! I love this -so funny--though not for poor Chuck I am sure! He is likely plotting revenge this very minute. I good parent would have a cat door put in every closet! ;0
ReplyDeleteA cat door in every closet...that's a good idea! Except for the closet where I hang all of my scarves; Chuck LURVS to eat tassels or anything stringy/ropey. That one has to be cat-free.
DeleteWe bet he'll forget all about it by dinner time. Once I got shut out into the garage...in the wintertime...for a couple of hours. Now that was horrible! ~Ernie
ReplyDeleteOH NOES, ERNIE! That would have scared me half to death!
DeletePoor kitty, they don't like closed doors. I am sure Chucky will forgive you.
ReplyDeleteHe 'herded' three of my wooly socks downstairs this afternoon, so maybe he's okay with me now!
DeleteSince we cats don't tell time, it would feel like forever!
ReplyDeleteGlad to hear Chucky was released!
Purrs Georgia,Julie and JJ
He was probably sniffing my boots...
DeletePoor Chuck! We're sure he'll forgive you, though. It reminds Caroline of the time William somehow got her into the bathroom vanity at the house--despite the child-proof lock!! Needless to say, she could not get out again, although she pulled in the throw rug inside trying to. Mom figures she was stuck for a few hours until she got home, found her and rescued her.
ReplyDeleteOh, Angel William, you naughty boy! No wonder Caroline screams at all the black cats...
DeletePoor Chuckster - good guilt trip worked though.
ReplyDeleteOh goodness, poor Chuck! Our first cat Linus got shut in my Mum's linen closet once when we were visiting. I was getting ready to go to bed and realized I hadn't seen him in a couple hours. My Mum remembered she had put some sheets away after supper so I went and looked. He was snuggled down in the sheets and didn't want to come out. So we just left the door open and he slept there all night. In the last photo Chuck just looks like he is going to miss you!
ReplyDeleteAwww, poor Chuck! I have done that twice to Connor. Both times Abbey alerted me to the fact that her brofur could not get out of the closet.
ReplyDeletedood.....yea...give yur mom de stinx eye for de next several; if nothin elze ewe will get treetz outta thiz.....
ReplyDeletegram paw dude waz IN de car once....de food gurl had come home frum de food store N her dinna see him jump in...her went ta find him like 10000000 hours later N freeked coz him waz noe wear ta bee found....
DING...de bell went off in her head; N ther him waz sleepin on de front seet; tho her did noe tizz a quarter tank oh gaz waz missin when her got in de car de next time....
him never did say wear he drove two ☺☺☺ heerz two a uaru kinda week oh end; himz act shoo a lee a prette awesum fish; see ya twoozday ! ♥♥♥
Dang, I hate it when that happens!
ReplyDeleteOhhhh I hear you and feel your pain. I learned a valuable lesson about closets once. They are dark and dreary and lonely when you enter one on the 2nd floor and the peeps are on the 1st floor w/ no idea the peril you are facing. I sure am glad all ended well
ReplyDeleteHugs madi your bfff
PS great re-enactment
ReplyDelete"Even 24 hours is not a real problem, provided you find him" my Master says."We are SO worried when we don't know where they are..."
ReplyDeleteImprisoned for 20 minutes? he's probably traumatized for life. :)
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LOL, funny re-creation! When Benny was younger he would often sneak into closets and be trapped for 30 minutes, and a couple of hours a few times. Thankfully, he's stopped doing that now.
ReplyDeletebest recreation ever!
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