INTERMISSION II: The escapists, and other cat images from today

In the afternoon, I took my slowly healing shoulder outside to feel the heat of the sun, which this summer has been rare in these parts. As I sat in a lawn chair, I noticed that Martigny wanted outside. But Martigny is an indoor cat only. Once in awhile, she does escape. Then she gets frightened and either dashes straight back into the house, or she hides under the porch.

It can be very difficult to ever get her out from under the porch. So I ignored her plea and left her inside.

 A bit later, Sunflower announced that she was going to the store and said I could come along for the ride, if I wanted. According to the doc, it could still be three to four months before I can drive again.

I get fed up with all this immobility. Any chance I get to go, I go, even if there is no point in it. As I was going out the front door, Jimmy suddenly bolted from across the front room and shot out the door before I could stop him.

I chased him around the house to the back, where he headed to the porch. Martigny waited. When I opened the door to usher Jimmy back in, Martigny suddenly dashed to freedom.

 Sunflower managed to catch Martigny before she disappeared under the porch.

Next, I went back to the front door. I stayed by it until I saw Sunflower coming, carrying baby Rye toward me in his car seat. I could see Jimmy, sitting by the back door, looking at me from all the way across the house, so I opened the front door for Sunflower and Rye.

My goodness! I never before saw that black cat bolt so fast! Before Sunflower and Rye could even cross the threshold, Jimmy shot through the living room, the front room, out the door and disappeared.

Knowing that he is terrified of the front yard and is only comfortable in the back, I circled the house and found him sitting here. I opened the back door for him and he happily stepped onto the porch and trotted inside. As he did, Martigny suddenly appeared and scurried out the door into the back yard...

Later, at a more sane moment, I found baby Rye and little Pistol-Yero napping together, sort of.

 Toast Ed and I took Muzzy on a walk at 9:00 PM. He is never supposed to go into the pond and he knows it, but he did, anyway. I thought the ducks would fly away, but they appeared happy to see him.

I am having great fun with this point and shoot camera and I am so grateful to my children for giving it to me, but I do wish that I had had two hands and my big, pro-Canon for this image.

But I could not have carried that camera. Were it not for this point and shoot, I would have no image at all of Muzzy with ducks.

Martigny. What a good cat she is!

Please note: The Cat Met Along the Way story that I promised is still coming.