Flown da coop
Dobby escaped via the doggie door sometime last night. She didn’t show up for her breakfast, and about five minutes later I heard the dogs barking oddly outside. They’d found her behind the air-conditioner. Like so many cats, Dobby becomes so scared that she seemed to forget who we are, and when I tried to approach her to put a dish of food down, she bolted. We chased her to the yard next-door, I climbed over the wall with a ladder, and as soon as I hit the ground, she bolted again. We now think she’s in the yard of the house on the other side of us. I put a trap out, baited with her favourite food, and I hope that will eventually lure her back. I just can’t figure out what to do about the damn dog door, though—it’s now a bigger problem than just Frank.
Come home, Dobby… we miss you!
I miss Dobby… :( She didn’t even seem to know me when I was trying to give her kibble. Normally, she loves when I give her kibble, but she just trembled and made sad little kitty sounds.
Posted by Flippy on 09/29 at 06:36 PM*hugs*
I hope Dobby comes home soon.
Posted by prajantr on 09/30 at 05:14 AMOh no! Salem and I will be sending good thoughts your way that she turns up soon--and not pregnant!
*hugs*
Posted by Helena on 09/30 at 05:29 PMOh, no! Our fingers and claws are crossed that she comes home soon!
Posted by Helly on 10/01 at 04:43 AM
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