Last night, just as I was falling asleep, my son asked if Thoth, our black kitten, was with me.
He wasn’t.
I assumed he was on our fenced porch.
He wasn’t.
Our adult cat is indoor/outdoor. He jumps the fence regularly.
When we discovered our other kitten, Graymalkin, was blind, however, we wanted to keep the kittens inside.
Graymalkin, strangely, figured out the cat door first (he also tore up the carpet in front of the cat door when we locked it, which led to us deciding he should be allowed the few feet of porch).
Thoth watched it all, but didn’t follow to the porch until earlier this week.
He only figured out how to jump on to the bathroom counter two days ago, so I wasn’t overly concerned.
Apparently, once he gets going, he progresses quickly.
The boy went out to look for him around the neighborhood. I did too, but I stayed closer to the house. After calling him for a while, I heard his distressed cry.
He had jumped the fence, but only made it into the neighbors’ fenced porch.
The neighbors weren’t home, but I found a loose board (sadly, we all have loose boards). I was able to gently bend it just enough to reach my hand through near the top–and I asked him to climb up to me.
He did, and I was able to get him out.
Once we were back inside, he ran to the now-locked cat door.
