That Tigger was smart enough to figure out how to get out of his cat carrier while I was in the bathroom, but not smart enough to run far, far away and hide under the bed; instead he stood right next to the carrier and investigated it thoroughly, thus allowing me to easily stick him right back inside and take him to the vet anyway.
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That is a cat after my heart. Giddy with the taste of freedom and just not able to deal with all the possibilities. I hope the vet went well!
Oh no, our cat would be loooong gone if she ever got out. Although, I could totally see her doing that. 😛
so ironic.
tee hee how cute!
Here by way of Brian’s blog.
HOW did your cat get out of his carrier? This I would like to know. He must be very dextrous. LOL.
Both he and I learned lessons from this: I, too make sure the door is SECURELY latched, and he, to RUN RUN RUN away the next time the carrier appears!