Tattletale Thursday

Presenting Exhibit A... ...and his ginormous hiney On the day in question (yesterday) , Exhibit A and his ginormous sixteen pound hiney were loitering around the closed door to our basement...staring, whining, whimpering, grunting, sighing, meowing, and pawing at the doorknob trying to get Mommy to open the basement door so he could go cricket hunting. Mommy wouldn't open the door for him, because it makes her sad when he plays too rough with crickets and makes them go deaded. Since our back door is right beside our basement door, Mommy looked outside and noticed that one of the feral kitties she's been feeding was on the back deck waiting for a snack. Mommy took some food out to the little introoder and sat with him until he was finished. When she came back indoors, she noticed that something was very wrong. It was quiet indoors. Ambrose is always making a racket, and he was nowhere to be found. Mommy was frantic. She looked everywhere for him, but he could not be found. Mommy figured that he must have sneaked outdoors when she went outside to feed the feral kitty. Mommy has perfected some very impressive Ninja-like moves for getting out the door without letting us out, so she couldn't believe he was able to sneak out,..but that was the only explanation. Since it was getting dark, she hurried to go outdoors to search for Ambrose, but as she reached for the back door, she noticed something was amiss. The basement door was open a crack with the chain lock still latched. Since the switch for the back deck light is right outside the basement door, Mommy had opened the basement door a crack while leaving the chain lock latched and had reached through the two and a half inch crack to turn on the outdoor deck light without opening the basement door completely. Mommy usually shuts the door completely after turning on the light, but forgot this time. Ambrose used to be able to squeeze through that narrow crack in the door when he was a kitten...about ten pounds ago. Mommy knew there was no way Ambrose and his giant hiney could have fit through that crack now. But hoping for a miracle, she unlatched the chain lock to the basement door, and much to her surprise and relief, she saw Ambrose's sweet little face staring right back at her waiting to be let back in from the basement. We don't know how he did it without hurting himself, but Ambrose and his ginormous hiney actually squeezed through that tiny crack in the door with the chain lock latched. We are very happy our little Houdini is safe. As punishment for not shutting the basement door completely, Mommy is grounded. We will most likely give her the opportunity to shorten her sentence with good behavior such as giving us extra treats, scritches, and snuggles.