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Cat Forum / Cat Anecdotes / June 2006Boyfriend's terrible ordeal
I was woken up, not particularly early as I had the day off work, by very loud and persistent meowing. It sounded quite like what I call "the prey miaow." Those of you who have hunting kitties will know what I mean. I shot out of bed to avoid my kitchen being turned into a room that looks like a pillow fight has taken place in it i.e. feathers everywhere. That's what I was expecting to see. Nothing. KFC stretched and flexed her toes in her good morning gesture; it wasn't her, then. At first I couldn't locate where the noise was coming from - bear in mind I had just woken up from a deep sleep nanoseconds ago. So where was Boyfie? Poor Boyfie had been accidentally shut in the porch overnight. It's a small porch only about three feet wide/5 feet long and has a double door with windows near the ground. I keep my cat food in there. Just recently BF has been accompanying me to the porch to supervise me getting his pouches of Whiskas at mealtimes. The problem is that he often gets distracted by looking outside at the street (not that anything happens there, lol, one car in half an hour would be rush-hour) and doesn't want to come back inside straight away like I do. I used to wait for him, holding the front door ready to close it. I would say "Boyfs, come in now, I want to close the door" Mostly he would come straight in then. *However* just recently he has said "no, wait, I'm looking at something." I would then leave the front door open so he could come back inside at his leisure, which he usually does within a few minutes, then I close the door. I was very busy doing various things last night and I only noticed the front door was open when I went to go upstairs to bed. So I closed it, of course. The poor lad must have been in there looking out at the nighttime street..like kitty TV. He had neither wee'd nor pooed in there. He shot outside like a bullet from a gun when I let him free and when he came back inside he couldn't stop talking and telling me about it. He hadn't made a peep of noise all night. He must have just sat there hoping I would soon get up. Normally I am up before 7 to go to work but if I have a day off I always take the opportunity to sleep in for a couple of hours extra. I so love this cat. I think he is amazing. He was shut in the porch all night and he didn't wake me up until 9. Tweed > I so love this cat. I think he is amazing. He was shut in the porch all > night and he didn't wake me up until 9. Awwww... what a sweetie.  SignatureVictor M. Martinez Owned and operated by the Fantastic Seven (TM) Send your spam here: uce@ftc.gov Email me here: pistorLITTER@BOXaustin.rr.com <snip> > I so love this cat. I think he is amazing. He was shut in the porch > all night and he didn't wake me up until 9. > > Tweed Poor Boyfie, he must have thought his hoomin had gone mad ;o) I've never met him but I love him just from your stories. SignatureAdrian (Owned by Snoopy and Bagheera) Cats leave pawprints on your heart. http://community.webshots.com/user/clowderuk > <snip> >> I so love this cat. I think he is amazing. He was shut in the porch [quoted text clipped - 3 lines] > > Poor Boyfie, he must have thought his hoomin had gone mad ;o) I'm sure he did. Like whatsizname the tennis bloke " I cannot BELIEVE it!" He's magnanimous, he forgave me immediately apart from having to tell me about it for a couple of hours ;-) > I've never met him but I love him just from your stories. I've said many times that I am really a dog person. There were a couple of cats from my childhood, but they were adopted as ferals and used to scratch me regularly. I thought all cats were like this. Then KFC came and my opinion didn't alter too much! except that if she happened to be in a good mood she would ask for a scritch, but even then she sometimes changed her mind mid-scritch and clawed me. I was not too pleased when Boyfriend turned up, then. OMG, I have responsibility for another cat who is going to claw and bite me! I wanted to give him away. At the time, one of my colleagues was looking to adopt a cat. I said I might have one that she could have. I told her about him but she said "I don't want any manky old stray that you've picked up." So she didn't have a chance of getting him after that and I kept him myself. He is such a blessing in my life. I know I keep saying he's amazing but he really is! I won't bore you all with more praise for him. At the moment ;-) Tweed aw, poor Boyfie. But seeing what he did, waiting patiently so you could let him in and not doing his business on the porch, why then he deserves double lovings. Please give him plenty from us. Lily & her mama SignatureIrulan from the stars we come to the stars we return from now until the end of time >I was woken up, not particularly early as I had the day off work, by very >loud and persistent meowing. It sounded quite like what I call "the prey [quoted text clipped - 37 lines] > > Tweed > aw, poor Boyfie. But seeing what he did, waiting patiently so you could > let him in and not doing his business on the porch, why then he deserves > double lovings. Please give him plenty from us. > > Lily & her mama I will. I can't do it right now as it's 10.30 pm here and he is out looking for rats. Very few now since the terrier men came last time. He will get a lot of scritches soon and I'll tell him some were from you. Tweed Tweed >> aw, poor Boyfie. But seeing what he did, waiting patiently so you >> could let him in and not doing his business on the porch, why then [quoted text clipped - 7 lines] > you. > Tweed Hope you give him some scritches from his sweetie, Mimi! I'm sure if she knew "what you did to him" she would be severely PO'd at you! >>> aw, poor Boyfie. But seeing what he did, waiting patiently so you >>> could let him in and not doing his business on the porch, why then [quoted text clipped - 10 lines] > Hope you give him some scritches from his sweetie, Mimi! I'm sure if she > knew "what you did to him" she would be severely PO'd at you! Don't make me feel even worse please. Tweed >>>> aw, poor Boyfie. But seeing what he did, waiting patiently so you >>>> could let him in and not doing his business on the porch, why then [quoted text clipped - 14 lines] > > Tweed Being locked on a porch is not so bad -- one time I inadvertently locked Princess (RB 16) out on the enclosed patio and it was a winter night. How she got past me to go out, I'll never know. The next morning, when I discovered her, she spent hours "telling me" about her ordeal. Well, it was her fault for sneaking past me. Best wishes. MLB >>>>> aw, poor Boyfie. But seeing what he did, waiting patiently so you >>>>> could let him in and not doing his business on the porch, why then [quoted text clipped - 21 lines] > her ordeal. Well, it was her fault for sneaking past me. Best > wishes. MLB On nice days, I like to hang the laundry outside - so that entails many trips (plus taking Max the d-pet out for his potty) out through the enclosed back porch (da tiled room, in Weeble-speak). A few weeks ago, at least an hour (maybe longer) after my last trip, I opened the inner (wood) door, to find Bam-Bam, sitting there, in the 8-12 inch space between the interior door and the storm door! I have no idea how long he was there, and he didn't look the least bit fazed at all - and I didn't hear a peep out of him while he was trapped back there, as I was sitting in the back porch area, working a cross stitch pattern. H must have been playing with a bug, and then just dozed off! Silly Bam-Bam! >>>>> aw, poor Boyfie. But seeing what he did, waiting patiently so you >>>>> could let him in and not doing his business on the porch, why then [quoted text clipped - 21 lines] > discovered her, she spent hours "telling me" about her ordeal. Well, it > was her fault for sneaking past me. Best wishes. MLB He *so* bent my ear about it. It was not his fault, it was mine. I should have checked before I closed the door. Tweed >>>> aw, poor Boyfie. But seeing what he did, waiting patiently so you >>>> could let him in and not doing his business on the porch, why then [quoted text clipped - 14 lines] > > Tweed I didn't mean to make you feel bad, not in one bit. I meant to convey Mimi's concern over her sweet Boyfie! A number of times we locked a kitty or two in a closet, for several hours each time (our closet doors were the sliding kind, two wide, so that one slides past the other). We got tired of chasing kitties out of closets so we could close the doors (impossible, because as one gets out, another one pops in) we removed the doors and replaced them with curtains! Kitties can enter and leave the closet any time they please, now! >>>>> aw, poor Boyfie. But seeing what he did, waiting patiently so you >>>>> could let him in and not doing his business on the porch, why then [quoted text clipped - 24 lines] >pops in) we removed the doors and replaced them with curtains! Kitties can >enter and leave the closet any time they please, now! Catzapoppin! ;) Theresa Stinky Pictures: http://community.webshots.com/album/125591586JWEFwh Make Levees, Not War >>>>> aw, poor Boyfie. But seeing what he did, waiting patiently so you >>>>> could let him in and not doing his business on the porch, why then [quoted text clipped - 17 lines] > I didn't mean to make you feel bad, not in one bit. I meant to convey > Mimi's concern over her sweet Boyfie! Oh I know that now, but at the time I was feeling terribly guilty to think that my poor lad had spent such an uncomfortable night because I hadn't checked out exactly where he was before I went to bed. I was just beating myself up like we all do when we think our kitties have suffered from our "neglect." He's often out on rat patrol late at night so I didn't think anything of it - that he wasn't in his bed or on my chair. Tweed >I was woken up, not particularly early as I had the day off work, by very >loud and persistent meowing. It sounded quite like what I call "the prey [quoted text clipped - 36 lines] > >Tweed Poor little Boyfie! How are you going to make it up to him? Theresa Stinky Pictures: http://community.webshots.com/album/125591586JWEFwh Make Levees, Not War > Poor little Boyfie! How are you going to make it up to him? I wasn't planning to - it was an accident. He is quite happy now he is back inside the house. I'm not going to make him into a drama queen by fussing all around him if something like this happens. Okay - he got shut in the porch. It is *so* his own fault for keeping on in there after bedtime. Yes, he knows when bedtime is and where he ought to be at that time. Which is NOT in the porch. Tweed > I was woken up, not particularly early as I had the day off work, by very > loud and persistent meowing. It sounded quite like what I call "the prey [quoted text clipped - 36 lines] > > Tweed Well done, Boyfie! Next time you'll mind Meowmie when she says to come in, won't you? SignatureSam, closely supervised by Mistletoe > Well done, Boyfie! Next time you'll mind Meowmie when she says to come > in, won't you? He still follows me to help me get the food pouches but he hasn't stepped foot inside the porch since. He stays in the hall and watches from there. It taught him a lesson he won't forget in a hurry I guess. Tweed >I was woken up, not particularly early as I had the day off work, by very >loud and persistent meowing. It sounded quite like what I call "the prey [quoted text clipped - 36 lines] > >Tweed Poor Boyfriend, and poor you! I know you must feel terrible. In the past, I have accidentally locked a cat in a closet; locked a cat in a basement overnight; locked two cats in carriers overnight. I always feel absolutely *horrible*, but luckily, they are forgiving and I'm the one that has to live with the guilt. So glad Boyfie is okay! Ginger-lyn Home Pages: http://www.moonsummer.com http://www.angelfire.com/folk/glsummer (homepage & cats) http://freepages.genealogy.rootsweb.com/~summer/index.htm (genealogy) http://www.movieanimals.bravehost.com/ (The Violence Against Animals in Movies Website) > I was woken up, not particularly early as I had the day off work, by very > loud and persistent meowing. It sounded quite like what I call "the prey [quoted text clipped - 12 lines] > > Tweed Lots of purrs for Boyfriend, Polonca and Soncek >> I was woken up, not particularly early as I had the day off work, by very >> loud and persistent meowing. It sounded quite like what I call "the prey [quoted text clipped - 15 lines] > Lots of purrs for Boyfriend, > Polonca and Soncek He's fine. He forgave me immediately apart from moaning about it for ages, thanks for your purrs. "Hey, Meowmie, I got shut in this tiny porch all night" "Yes, I know, it was an accident." "there was no bed and nowhere to go toilet." "Yes, I *know.* Read my lips again I didn't mean to shut you in the porch, it was an ACCIDENT" "But I was busting to wee." "Could you just shut up now IT WAS AN ACCIDENT and I'm sorry" "I wanted to poo as well, you know." He went on and on. In the end I said "Go outside and look for rats before you get a flea in your ear from me" He did. Instantly. I won't let him turn into a drama queen. Tweed
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