I was rushing to meet a friend for dinner in Chestnut Hill. And thought I would open the window in my bedroom cos it was a little stuffy. Unfortunately I opened the side without a screen! I got to the restaurant, sat down and ordered dinner when I got a call from my neighbor. She said the cats were outside - one on top of the awning by the front door and the other one outside the window on the 2nd floor! OMG, I frigging had a heart attack! I asked her to keep an eye on them and that I was coming home. She is not physically able to chase after cats but I thought she could point me in the direction of where the cats may take off.
After 10-15 excruciating minutes, I pulled up and I see my neighbor holding Bailey. Which is a miracle cos Bailey hates to be held! But she must have been traumatized cos she fell through the awning. She did scratch my neighbor's finger. Choco was good and apparently went back into the house. So I brought Bailey back inside and closed the window.
My Mom must have been looking out for the cats despite disliking cats in general. It was trash day and my neighbor just happened to go out to grab her trash barrels when she heard Bailey crying on top of the awning. If she didn't, who knows what would have happened? I wouldn't have gotten home til late and Bailey could've been gone and killed by a raccoon or run over by a car. Anyways, all is well - whew. I'll never do that again. So thankful my cats are alright.
After 10-15 excruciating minutes, I pulled up and I see my neighbor holding Bailey. Which is a miracle cos Bailey hates to be held! But she must have been traumatized cos she fell through the awning. She did scratch my neighbor's finger. Choco was good and apparently went back into the house. So I brought Bailey back inside and closed the window.
My Mom must have been looking out for the cats despite disliking cats in general. It was trash day and my neighbor just happened to go out to grab her trash barrels when she heard Bailey crying on top of the awning. If she didn't, who knows what would have happened? I wouldn't have gotten home til late and Bailey could've been gone and killed by a raccoon or run over by a car. Anyways, all is well - whew. I'll never do that again. So thankful my cats are alright.
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