I slipped out this afternoon when Mom came in through the front door...but I didn't get very far. I jumped off the porch, sniffed around the grass for a moment, got on my back and wiggled around, and then before I knew it Mom was picking me up and carting me back inside the house! I tried to tell her I wouldn't run away, but she probably knows me better than I admit to knowing myself!
Oh well, can't blame a guy for trying, right!?
Purrs and meows from inside the house on a beautiful early fall evening in paradise!