I am currently on house arrest. The charge: trying to escape over the fence while M Kaz and I were outside yesterday. I almost made it too. If only she’d still been fiddling with her phone when I made the break for it, it would have been a very different story. She wouldn’t have been able to hit the “lock” button on the retractable lead to stop me dead in my tracks – hanging by my toes off the top of the fence. I’ll give M Kaz this though, she has decent reflexes. It was about a second from when I was sunning myself on the lawn (a clever ruse) to launching myself at full speed to the top of the fence. As I was hanging there, I thought M Kaz would come over and lift me down … she did not so I dropped the 5 or 6 feet to the ground and protested loudly as she scooped me up to take me inside… and so the house arrest began!




It’s a good thing I have so many stringey things to keep me company! Especially since I was evicted from the bedroom again this morning. What are they thinking? I was only chewing on M Kaz’s hair a little bit through the night -and that wasn’t even when she escorted me out – it was after I’d slept on her legs for a while, and after I’d slept in the middle of the bed between them