Ormonster's Domain

Well this has been an interesting couple of days. Before going to bed Sunday night I was at the door cursing out Sophie (my calico cat) because she was keeping me from going to bed by not coming home at a reasonable time from her gallivanting around the neighborhood. She is most definitly an outdoor cat.. She’s very friendly, loves hanging out with the other neighborhood cats and doesn’t mind being petted by complete strangers. She also always comes home (just not always at a conveniant time).

Anyways.. I had to go to bed so I walked away from the door while swinging it closed and turned out the lights. Apparently it was a weak swing because the door didn’t latch and sometime in the wee hours of Monday morning my tuxedo cat Luke got a little too curious for his own good and got outside. Let me tell you a little bit about Luke. He is a scaredy-cat. Luke does not like strange people and will hide from someone he doesn’t know at the drop of a hat. Luke also does not like to be picked up and will fight tooth and claws to avoid this. I may still have a scar from the last vet visit. Luke is an indoor cat and the thought of trying to find him when he is lost and scared was a daunting thought. To be honest I thought I wasn’t going to see the fool again.

I got home from work Monday afternoon and started looking around. The way Luke could and would hide, even from me, I knew I was fighting a losing battle. I went out every couple of hours and found nothing. There was a possible sighting from my neighbor around 9pm but a search turned up zip. At 11:30 I had to go to bed. I decided to leave the door open which Sophie loved and hit the sack. Nature woke me up around 3:30am. I got up and noticed a little dark shape on my bedroom doorway. I switched on the light and instead of a rabid raccoon that wandered in my open front door it was Luke safe and sound. I ran and shut the damn door, took care of the whole nature business that woke me up and went back to sleep for a couple hours relieved that the stupid cat found his dumb-ass home again.

The End

Edited to add a picture of the furballs

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