The Great Escape

Tuesday is trash day at our house. The Old Guy feeds us and then takes all the trash down to the garage and closes the doors to the house so we can't get out. He then opens one of the garage doors and puts out the trash. This year, because we celebrated Christmas early, there was a lot of stuff to put out. When he got done he walked back into the garage and pushed one of the garage door buttons. Unfortunately for him, it was the wrong one and he really opened a second garage door, leaving two open. He opened the interior doors connecting the garage to the house and went in to drink his coffee and read the paper.

After a while he wondered why no cats were bugging him like we always do when he is drinking his coffee and reading his paper. After about an hour he went to look for us. As he walked by the doors to the garage he could clearly hear sounds from outside. He went into the garage and almost croaked.

It didn't take us long to find the opening. Like the real Great Escape, we split up as soon as we were free. I went over to our neighbor Kevin's house because he has an interesting yard. Pinot wandered around aimlessly in our yard and Mein ran over to the Dump across the walk street. It was really cool. Reminded me of when I lived outside in SF. I was free . . . . well kind of free. Pretty soon I could hear the Old Guy's plaintiff yells. Next he tried shaking the crunchy jar and walking around the house. He saw me in the side yard and I knew I'd better run back into the garage. Once I got in we played chase between the two garage doors until I got tired and ran into the house. He closed the doors and heard the Pretty Lady say she could see Pinot slinking around the front yard. She opened the front door and he slunk in. He said the outdoors sucked and he needed to take a nap. Mein was missing. Finally the Old Guy saw him at the Dump taking a bath. As the Old Guy walked to him, Mein ran in a hole in the side of the Dump. Finally, the Old Guy had to go in a side door. Mein hid under a stair way and hissed. The Old Guy grabbed him and brought him back. Mein later told me he wanted to be caught but felt he should pretend he didn't want to.

We are all safe and sound in the house crunching on extra rations the Old Guy gave us. I think I may have seen a tear in his eye.