Blending In

Serious thunderstorm last evening; again about 3am (loud booms and the window's got real bright) and then this morning it just poured. Staff person seemed glad it was raining, but personally I'm a little miffed. This SO cuts into my outside time. I finally convinced her to let me out, but then, well shoot, I got wet! Not wanting to appear like a wuss though, I ventured out into the yard, snacked on some grass (tasty!) and ignored her when she came back to check on me a couple of times. Finally my fur was pretty drenched, so I swallowed my pride and came up to the screen door and dug my claws into the screen. She smirked a bit, but let me in and didn't make any smart remarks. Then I had to suffer the indignity of being wrapped in a towel and dried off. Just as well, I suppose, if I'd had to dry myself and clean all that water off I would have been floating and the litter box would have become my new best friend.

The days are getting shorter, and staff person is getting really good at ignoring me when I want to head out for my morning yard surveillance. When she finally gets up she won't let me out because it's still dark. The guy sleeping in the front room said something about me being able to see in the dark (thank you!), but then staff person says, "Not the point. I can't see her." Jeez, wonder why she still doesn't trust me? Oh. Yeah. I did used to go over the fence a lot. When it's dark I also tend to blend right in with the stuff growing around the edges of the yard. Anyway, I usually get out for some bug maintenance/grass chomping around 7. I remember the good ol' days (last month) when I could go out before 6. It's also getting dark earlier at night, so instead of staying out til' 8:30 or so, now she makes me come in about 7:30 - well before my blend in time.

It's so tough being a ninja patrol kitty.