Before making myself breakfast this morning, I let the dog out like I always do - and right back in since it was raining. As I started my eggs, I heard Crookshanks meowing repeatedly. ***Oh for those of you who didn't know, we got 2 adorable little kittens 2 weeks ago! Cali and Crookshanks*** It was a "I'm trapped, let me out" frantic kind of meowing. So I started looking around, trying to think of places he could be stuck. I couldn't figure out where the meowing was coming from (anyone with one-sided hearing loss can tell you that it's hard to determine the direction of sound, when you don't hear in stereo). Meanwhile the dog is barking like a maniac like someone was at the front door. I kept telling her to shut up so I could hear Crookshanks better. I opened and closed all the doors, looked in the laundry room (did his claw get stuck when he was playing in there?). I even checked by their food dish, since he gets a little upset if the food gets low LOL. Lacey, of course, was still barking in the living room. Totally not helping things.....or so I thought. If I had listened to her though, I would have realized that she was playing the game "where's the kitty?" That we've been teaching her. I realized she was telling me where Crookshanks was. I opened the front door, and there he was, trapped between the front door and the screen door. He had dashed in between as I closed the front door after letting the dog back in. Lacey found the kitty, just like we taught her, and she is the hero of the day!
