After my supervised excursion to the outdoors, I’ve been dying to go out again. And I have. Every chance I get I slink past the humans and go outside to nibble some grass and breathe in the fresh air. When I’m lucky they will stay outside with me for a couple of minutes, and when they are “busy” they quickly pick me up and put me back inside.
Humph. I wish I could open doors all by myself, because I don’t like feeling as though someone else has control of my life.
Things haven’t been that bad inside, though. The air has been getting chillier and I enjoy sleeping on a comfortable blanket on a bed. On especially cool nights they might even turn on the heater. I love watching the orange glow of the fake flames.
Lately, I’ve been having the best of both worlds.