Attila with his mom, Leia.
The first story is from before the mom became a crazy cat lady. She was moving into her first apartment and only had 2 cats, Leia and Attila. While everything was being moved in, she put the kitties in the bedroom and closed the door. At the end of the day Attila was MIA. She searched the place several times, looked for him throughout the neighborhood and was in despair.
While searching the apartment one last time, she saw his tail hanging down from under the bed. He had ripped a hole in the bottom of the box springs then climbed inside to take a nap.
The mom carrying Attila in his PTU.
One other time, Attila did get out. He ran out the door with the mom right behind him. Attila ran down the side yard then climbed up the side of the house (it was stucco) and hung there when he couldn't get in the window. The mom climbed on the AC unit (luckily it was under the window and she was very brave, cause she is afraid of heights, and an AC unit qualities as a "height") and pulled him down. Disaster averted!
Attila and the mom's dad.
Have a great weekend furriends! We are purring for warm spring days here, and clear, crisp autumnal days for our furriends Down Under.
Attila and Leia.