Every morning, I open the doors to the back porch so she can get some air. I don’t like to let her on the front porch unless I am out there with her. This is because unless I block the stairs, she can go all the way down to the entry door. If someone didn’t know she was in the hallway, she could get outside.
Well, today I opened my front door to put out my trash. She scooted past me and ran down the front stairs. I called for her to come back. She looked at me, and then decided to walk down the stairs anyway. She knew I couldn’t catch her. So, Tuxedo decided to test her boundaries, and my patience.
Every time I told her to come inside, or went to get her, she ran down the stairs. I closed the door. Each time I opened the door for her to come inside, she would run down the stairs again. After the third time, I decided I wasn’t going to keep begging her. I closed the door. Then I got involved in some other things and forgot she was in the hallway.
It must have been a good twenty minutes when I realized I had left her out in the hallway. When I opened the door, she ran in as fast as she could. I closed the door, ignored her, and went into my bedroom. She cried in the foyer for a while, and then came to me so I could hold her. She stayed in my arms while I pet and kissed her on her forehead. Then Tuxedo lay down at the end of the bed. A little while later, she left the bed and went to her special place under the bed to sleep.
So, Tuxedo learned that it’s hard out there for a cat. But she can always come home.
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