Tuxedo Cat Clyde is no longer Missing In Action, but how this cat escaped to outdoors when he was last seen in the attic is beyond his human. Because the younger cats pick on him so badly, he lives upstairs. That’s where his human sleeps so he gets full reign on the bedroom, sunny windows, and a pretty good life.
His human was scared to death that he had somehow gone off to be no more. He had literally evaporated. We’d looked everywhere in upstairs. When cats vanish, it’s usually because:
- They are Sick
- They have escaped outside
Rushing off to work after a morning of DISTRESS and WORRY, I mentioned to the guys putting on a new roof that I had a cat that was MIA. Was he a black and white cat? He was sitting on one of the chairs on the deck this morning – just as happy as could be. From what he described, it had to be Clyde.
I didn’t have much time, but I went around the outside calling: kitty, kitty, kitty… CLYDEEEEE. But no cat.
Having to scurry off to work, I asked them to put him inside if they found him.
Thirteen hours later, I’m praying to God, that CLYDEEE will be safe and waiting for me so he can come in for dinner. I was very anxious to get that 40 minute commute over, so that I would know if kitty was safe.
I thanked God because after a few calls of kitty, kitty, kitty, I heard this handsome black and white tuxedo cat, jump up onto the deck. Thank goodness, the heavy rains had held off till he was safely inside.
While I’m very happy to have him safely inside again, I still wonder how on earth did he escape?? I guess only Clyde knows, and I don’t think he’s going to tell me, no matter how many times I ask.
Have you every had a cat that turned into a Houdini,and just magically got outside? Please share your thoughts and stories.
Yes, I have had a cat do this to me. Our Frodo got outside, much to my amazement, until I saw the dining room windows – he had broken the screen to get outside. I tried to get him to bring him back inside; that didn’t work; he meowed at me loudly and ran off, and that was April 28 and he still hasn’t come back. I had a cat run off for a year and a half that came back to us, so I have to hope that we’ll get lucky twice. Meanwhile, glad you found Clyde!
Wow, that’s quite a story, but it says how determined they can be
Tee! Hee! Mes LOVES escape artists (and Tuxies)
Kisses
Nellie
Maybe kitties should be called Houdini’s. Purrs