Miss Kitty lives outside. Boo, who you have already met, lives inside. That’s partly because Miss Kitty has her claws and Boo does not. And partly because Miss Kitty grew up living outside and, for the most part, she likes it outside. And Boo grew up inside and, for the most part, likes it inside. Except once in awhile……
“Can I come in? Huh? Can I, can I? I’ll be good. I won’t tear up the furniture. I promise.”
One would really like to go outside – and the other really wants to come inside.
“Aw, come on, Mom. Open the door and let me go outside for awhile. I’ll be good. I won’t wander off. I promise.”
“Look at this face. Can you really say no to these blue eyes? Can’t I puhleeeease come in? It’s hot out here!”
“Come ONNNNNNN! Open the door!”
“Can you honestly say no to this face? I mean, really? Just for a little while so I can cool off. Please, pretty please? With sugar on top? Or maybe I would like a little cream on top…..”
“Nooooooooooo! I don’t want to stay outside! Look at this fur. I need some relief. Did I mention that it’s HOT out here?”
Which just goes to show you that even in a cat’s life………
Even if all Boo wants to do is eat the grass.
“Hey Boo! Can you help me with that big weed behind ya while you’re at it?” Maybe not…… the thorns look a bit menacing on that one.
Perfectly happy with the grass on my side of the fence,