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x"John Biltz" wrote in message
thlink.net... The little guy is growing up. Last night he jumped/climbed a five foot wall. It was a milestone. Once he could climb that it pretty much took away my ability to control his movements. The other side of that wall I can't see, I can't control and I can't limit. He is out in the world. I could see it coming. This last week he has become markedly more cat like in hs looks. His face is pretty proportional with the rest of his head. I watch him move and his walk at times looks more cat like than kitten like. He'll be five months old in just a couple days and he is going to get a lot bigger still but I feel like I just sent my teenager out with the car for the first time. I am getting him fixed and microchipped a week from Tuesday. Its been scheduled for awhile. but I wish it was next week. I know the feeling. Once they go over the wall they are pretty much on their own. I'm sure those that have indoor only cats have a hard time understanding why others let their cats out. I wonder myself when we have a particularly hard time getting Jake in for the night. But we just had a rainy day and he stayed in and napped but was just so miserable. He makes his rounds when he goes out. The old lady across the street who doesn't have a cat any more lets him in for a bit. He checks to make sure no cats are where they don't belong. Visits his "girlfriend" when she is out for a while. Makes sure the cats from down the street move with due speed when they cross his territory to go hunting. Drinks from the birdbath and sleeps under the prickly bushes and dreams of hunting big game. Rosie can scale the 6 ft fence now. I still remember the amazed look on her face the first time she watched Jake go over. She doesn't much care for out front so far. Likes to roll on the warm sidewalk, chase leaves and bugs, walk the fence tops, sharpen her claws on the doormat and come inside for naps and love. -- Jo Firey "Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away." |
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Just give him his freedom- make sure he's micro-chipped, though. My lot are
free to come & go as they please. We have a cat flap that's always open, comfy beds to sleep on, food on demand - mostly with our Annie who we hardly see whilst the weather is warm, and being cats, they know when they're on to a good thing! Carol Jo Firey wrote in message ... x"John Biltz" wrote in message thlink.net... The little guy is growing up. Last night he jumped/climbed a five foot wall. It was a milestone. Once he could climb that it pretty much took away my ability to control his movements. The other side of that wall I can't see, I can't control and I can't limit. He is out in the world. I could see it coming. This last week he has become markedly more cat like in hs looks. His face is pretty proportional with the rest of his head. I watch him move and his walk at times looks more cat like than kitten like. He'll be five months old in just a couple days and he is going to get a lot bigger still but I feel like I just sent my teenager out with the car for the first time. I am getting him fixed and microchipped a week from Tuesday. Its been scheduled for awhile. but I wish it was next week. I know the feeling. Once they go over the wall they are pretty much on their own. I'm sure those that have indoor only cats have a hard time understanding why others let their cats out. I wonder myself when we have a particularly hard time getting Jake in for the night. But we just had a rainy day and he stayed in and napped but was just so miserable. He makes his rounds when he goes out. The old lady across the street who doesn't have a cat any more lets him in for a bit. He checks to make sure no cats are where they don't belong. Visits his "girlfriend" when she is out for a while. Makes sure the cats from down the street move with due speed when they cross his territory to go hunting. Drinks from the birdbath and sleeps under the prickly bushes and dreams of hunting big game. Rosie can scale the 6 ft fence now. I still remember the amazed look on her face the first time she watched Jake go over. She doesn't much care for out front so far. Likes to roll on the warm sidewalk, chase leaves and bugs, walk the fence tops, sharpen her claws on the doormat and come inside for naps and love. -- Jo Firey "Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away." |
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