Yes, you read the title right: I ran away!
So the other day, Pop left the door open for a long time. It was so sunny, and such a nice temperature, and you know I’m a vagabond by nature, so I just walked out and away.
I guess Pop called MA, because I could hear her calling the name I came to her with, the name the man who took me in off the street called me. I’m kind of tired of that name, and I never was all that attached to it, so I just stayed where I was, curled up in the cat bed on a front porch not far from MA and Pop’s.
Then here came MA. The house’s boy met her on the porch. Wouldn’t you know it: They know each other. In fact, then I remembered he’s been at our house before. He’s something called a “grandson”.
MA said, “My old man cat is gone!”
The boy said, “Is he yellow? Is he missing some fur on his neck? Is he in pretty bad shape?”
I resented that, but MA admitted that all that was the case. So I came out.
MA picked me up and hugged me. She carried me back to the house, and I growled all the way. I’m not a baby! I can walk! And maybe I didn’t want to go back to her house! Maybe I want to move on to another house! Maybe I don’t want a forever home, did she ever think of that?



Anyway, I’m back. Amidala says she missed me, but I noticed she didn’t come with me or after me.
Spring is about to begin, and the door will be open a lot. I’ll have other chances.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR ANIMALS: Did you ever run away?
MuA
Jane
March 14, 2015 at 10:34amI suppose you remember when my boy Blackjack took his vacation.
He was gone SIX WEEKS!
I took up jogging to enable a more throough search pattern!
Finally, a response to a Lost Cat sign I had just put up!
(There’s a miracle in there somehwere, eh?)
People called me and said a large black cat had just walked into their open garage door and started eating the cat food there.
Blackjack was lounging on their sofa with the resident Man when I came to get him. He looked up at me and said, “Huh. THERE you are.”
He insisted on sitting in my lap while I drove, and he purred all the way home!
Dear Munchie has been a very naughty boy!
Marian Allen
March 14, 2015 at 2:37pmI think they do it to test us. If we come and find them, it’s a fair go. If we fail, we lose them to the next guy.