It’s been almost a week since Stargate2 (Part 1) was installed.
Part 2 was supposed to come after two days, but until today, it’s still not ready.
Hence, it definitely isn’t cat-proof yet.
On the first day itself after the installation of Stargate2, we sent Indy out for the acid test. It took Indy all of 3 seconds to discover how to get out. Of course we caught him in time before he actually climbed out.
For the first two days, Vincent, Ginger, Daffodil, Heidi, Tiger and Tabs were quite happy staying within the confines of Stargate2. After all, they have the whole house (upstairs and downstairs), the patio, the vegetable garden and the bicycle garden. That’s really quite a lot of space.
Daffodil took care of the sewing materials.
Ginger is totally satisfied on his patio chair.
Heidi would be in the kitchen.
Vincent occupied the whole upstairs. That became his territory.
Even Mr Zurik was allowed in, but he would beat up Tiger or Tabs.
In any case, he wasn’t quite happy being confined all the time. He wanted to “go home” too, so we fed him right outside Stargate2 and let him in during thunderstorms, but when he asked to go home, we let him out.
He still comes for meals three times a day.
All was well…until Day 4, when Daffodil had somehow sneaked out. In the morning of Day 4, she was already outside in the porch.
Now, how did she get out?
We managed to catch her back into the house and asked her. Well, she answered (she really mewed quite a bit when we asked her), but of course we didn’t understand Cat. (Note: Who’s the dummy here, right? Cats can read our thoughts and we don’t even understand Cat when a cat actually verbalises to us! And we dare call ourselves the more intelligent species…what a joke!).
The next morning, she was out again.
She came when I called for her.
She was on the ledge and wasn’t too sure of how to come back inside.
 
I had to guide her back.
Here, Daffi, come down…
 
This way, ma’am. Please come in…
We got her back for breakfast.
And we were so sure she must have used Indy’s way, ie. scaled (climbed) Stargate2 and got up to the ledge.
Right?
WRONG!!!
Daffodil showed us how…
We asked her, right? And since we were too stupid to understand Cat, Daffodil decided to demonstrate her escape route.
Here’s how I do it: I jump onto your tree trunk sink and thereafter, jump onto the ledge. Easy as pie, right?
She showed us alright. And she is so strong that her jump from the tree trunk sink onto the ledge caused the whole pipe to be dislodged.
Now, that’s how strong a cat is, folks.
And Daffodil is 16-17 years old too.
So, that’s how she does it!
Okay, but it’s still not safe for you to jump out, Daffodil, so…
….we had to do this.
I know it’s mean, but it’s for your own safety, Daffodil. You should not jump out.
That kept Daffodil in for a few hours.
This morning, she was out again. How did she do it?
Now, this….we have not figured out. Not yet.
But it was very difficult getting her back this time.
She stayed under the car all day, in the porch.
I’m NOT coming back.
Hmm….Heidi seems happy dwelling in the kitchen.
Ginger, any idea how we can get your mom to come back?
I’m telling you something here, but you don’t seem to understand.
I tried all morning, but Daffodil refused to budge from under the car. Since today was a public holiday, I figured I could keep an eye on her.
By 2pm, it was lunch time, so I tried again.
Nope, Daffodil would come out from under the car, but refused to come back inside. She also wasn’t hungry enough, I guess.
I tried a Barf offering.
No.
Home-cooked?
No.
Tuscan kibble?
No.
Finally, by 3pm, guess what did the trick?
 
This.
Monge kibble.
As of now, this is everyone’s favourite. It is so palatable that even Vincent eats it. Note: Vincent only eats barf and home-cooked. No kibble for him (he will not eat Tuscan or Iskhan). But he loves Monge kibble now.
So, that’s how I got Daffodil back.
Can’t wait for Stargate2, Part 2.
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