The Cats Hatch the Opposite of an Escape Plan

An inscape plan?  A break-in?  Hogan’s Heros for the feline set?

I don’t know what you’d call it, but we have it.  Here’s the problem.  Since the neighbors’ break in, we’ve been keeping the door from the garage to the outside shut and locked at night.  Which means that, when some brat… er, cat wants to go out first thing in the morning, and insists on going out into the garage, even though the front door would lead him to the actual outside, he is then trapped in the garage.  Which, after he has deposited some footprints on my windshield right where I will need to see to drive, ceases to be amusing.

So, he wants back in.

Which he attempts this morning by tearing down the screen on the storm door between the garage and the house.  Which means that his fat ass is then trapped between the storm door and the door-door.

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Luckily for him, the tiny cat starts launching dog food all over the kitchen, making such a huge racket that I have to come investigate, before the dog figures out what she’s doing and gets upset.  And folks, as a side note, I know it’s poor manners for a dog to bark and chase off the cats when she’s eating, but they do shit like this to her food all the time!  It’s not like a little food aggression is unwarrented.  They are constantly fucking with her food and, when they think no one’s looking, they eat it.

Anyway, so I rescued the orange cat, but then!  Then he ran back to the Butcher’s room and was all “meow meow meow” like he was tattling on me!  Like somehow it was my fault that he got stuck between the doors after his little take-down of the screen.

I couldn’t believe that little fucker totally narc-ed on me for something I didn’t do.

God.  Yesterday I was determined to make “Fowler” into a word that meant “lying in a way that is demonstrably untrue but expecting folks to just take your word for it because you have balls the size of Australia,” and today, I totally think that cat tried to Fowler about me to the Butcher.

Anyway, my point is that they clearly want some way to continue to force us to open doors for them to let them out (they seem to enjoy that) but for those doors to just remain open until they come back in.

And by “they” I mean that brat the orange cat.

Grr.

6 thoughts on “The Cats Hatch the Opposite of an Escape Plan

  1. I just love when you do illustrations!

    These cats and their open door policies… I’ve never had cats that actually get to go outside, but close a closet door and suddenly getting to the other side is the most important thing in the world, no matter what destruction or embarrassment it takes.

  2. Thanks, Nervous. I have to believe their charm comes from the fact that I’m such a terrible artist.

    The part that cracks me up is that the tiny cat now refuses to go outside. She just wants the door open so she can look out without having to bother to go to a window.

  3. I installed a cat door for a friend’s very small dog. It was a lot easier than you might think, although it was a little nerve wracking to put that first cut in her siding. I bet you could put a cat door in the wall between the house and garage.

  4. This post is proof that one does not need cable or satellite TV to be wonderfully entertained and enlightened. One only needs pets.

    And B’s illustrations, of course.

  5. OMG that drawing is brilliant! I love how you clearly defined a 3 dimensional space and how the cat is clearly unhappy! :-D totally made my day ^_^

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