The other day, we let Sam outside with the girls for some supervised playtime in the yard.  It’s not safe here to let them be regular outdoor cats, but they’re both so bored inside sometimes that we like to let them get some fresh air every now and then.  Sam had an AMAZING time…playing like she was a kitten again, chasing geckos and bugs, biting plants, exploring nooks and crannies and strange-, yet yummy-smelling things.

Unfortunately, now it’s all she wants to do, and so lately she spends half the day crying and crying and crying at the door and I cannot get her to shut up for anything.  If I’m busy and can’t go with her outside, I gotta listen to “meow.  meow.  meow.  meooooow.  meowmeowmeow.  meow.” for HOURS.

I hope our next place is a safe place for outdoors kitties.  I’m going to collar Sam and Sandi and let them be young, wild, and free.  

Maybe I can leash-train ‘em…