Just a few days ago, owr good frend Timothy Dickens(shown heer having a grate time at the St. Patty's/Finny's Birfday Party), got TRAPPED in his own loo! He was in ther for a furry furry long time and he allmost starved to def and was thirsty but he was brave and maded lots of noise and finely his mom bean resskewed him after a wile.Well praktikly the same fing happend to me yesterday only it wasn't the loo. Some days Ant Ree bean goes to werk reeely erly and mom goes later and some days Mom goes erly and Ant Ree goes late. So mom fed me and cousins Grady and Gilmore owr brekkies and then she wented to werk.
BUT...wen Ant Ree got up and got wet and then putted on her clean clothes, I went to look in her closit and I fownd some nise soft fings to take a nap on. So I took a nise long nap and I kinda herd Ant Ree aksing ware I was, but I knew ware I was so I din't tell her.
But wen I waked up and I felt like having a nibble of some crunchy foods I was TRAPPED! Just like Timmy was!! So I did wat he did and I pownded and pownded wif my big paws but it din't do enny good. Mom din't come to save me or Ant Ree either. Cousin Grady came to the dore and sed "wat's rong Cuzzin Buddy? Don't you wanna come owt of there and play?" and I sed "Yes I do open this dore rite now!!" But he din't kno how to open it neether.
After a wile my paws got tired of pownding and my voice got tired of yelling "let me owwww owwwwwt" so I sleeped some more. So I did that all day long - slept and pownded and yelled and slept and powndded and yelled. And then I slept some more and pownded and yelled some more but still no one came to resskew me.
Finely, it was furry late and I herd Grady and Gilmore go running downstares saying "Ant Nora's home! Ant Nora's home - that means supper time, yay for stinky goodness!!" and I knew my own mom wood come and let me owt soon.
I herd mom saying "ware's Buddy?" over and over and I kept saying I was in Ant Ree's closit but I guess my voice was so week from starving all day that she coodn't heer me! She even wented owtside becos she thot maybe I skaped wen Ant Ree went to werk. Finely at last she came upstares and Grady ran over by the closit dore and sed "Buddy's in there!!" and even tho she din't unnerstand him, she opend the dore and I was so glad!! I ran owt of there and ran downstares to get some foods.
Wen Ant Ree came home she was furry sorry that she lokked me in the closit and gave me treets and petted me so I furgave her. Cos reely she's furry nise to me.
But, all poodins beware of closit dores and loo dores and don't get trappd in them. You prolly shood put some of yore toys by all the dores in yore howse so they won't close and trap innosint cats in little tiny rooms wifowt food or waters.
Grrrrr...how come stoopid blogger sez the pix are uploded but there not reely? I had pix of me and of Cuzzin Grady too.
17 comments:
Ohhhh, Buddy, what a terrible experience! I hope you have recovered now.
I hope you have recovered. I'd hate to be locked in somewhere but we don't have lots of doors that get closed, thankfully!
That must have been soooo scary! I'm glad you survived!
Oh, and sometimes blogger does better with pictures if you empty your cache, my mom says. And sometimes it doesn't work and you just have to get really mad and yell and say bad words. That doesn't work so much either. ;)
Poor, poor Buddy! In that mean ol closit all day! Mom tooked the latches offa a door in the boy's room cuz it's just the sort of place boys an cats might get shut into. Wul, she's right bout it bein a great place to asplore, but I's glad I can always get out.
What a terribul way to treat a cat! You must be tramatized (milk it, dear). The first cat my woman served liked to asplore an hide frum the cleanin lady, so she shut him in efurry possible room of the howse an outside an cupboards too. Once he was in the linen closit and whacked the doorknob so my woman would let him out. On cleanin day, she always looked fur him as soon as she gots home.
That was a close call, Buddy. It is a good thing that you are a strong Cat with stamina! This is exactly why one of the rules Cats have for humans is that all doors should be kept open at all times!
Mum alwasy makes sure I am outside of closets before she leaves for the day. This is after i gotted shut in once for a whole day and shorter times a few more times.
Drop by my party. Tub hockey is starting.
Yup, this has happened to me, too. I don't know what it is about the closet. I want in there really bad, until I get stuck in there and then I am BORED SILLY! Especially with no stinky goodness or water or mousies or treats or litter box or fe-vers... although I did give one of mom's blouses a chew last time, because it had some interesting little hangy things on it...
you poor, poor fing! is ya gettin' the speshul "i'm so sorry" treetmint?
that was just turrible--we hopes yer beans is makin' up for this in the most delicious way!!
'cause bloggers broken. But we will bewary of doors ~Merlin, Shadow, KO kO
Oh Shame. All day in the closet! That is awfull. Hope you got lots of treats and scritches.
My pooh bear got trapped behind the washing machine once. he howled and howled and I couldn't figure out how to unstick him! Finally I rescued him - and he stayed away from the wash closet from then on!
Oh Buddy! That's almost the most awful thing we've ever heard. Thank heavens you recovered and felt strong enough to tell us about it.
buddy, ol' buddy! we're so glad they din't find your bleached skellington on the closet floor (although you sounded so hungry, we bets even that woulda beat feet for the kitchen and stinky goodness)!
wow, i hope you didn't have to go to the bathroom real bad, that woulda been reely uncomfortable
Missy the kitten got packed into a suitcase by accident once. When we finally found her again she was still asleep and did not understand why we were screaming at her.
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