Louie: The Great Escape(s)

Much as I like curling up on my bed upstairs, just outside Persons S and D's room, I like my freedom. I like to run.

So, one day, sometime in January this year, I was left in the yard with Kiya. Stupidly, Person D left the window to the house open! Well yes, granted, there were (solid iron) grilles on the windows. Still!
I eyed it beadily...



Several hours later, Person D, S, and S' family came home, only to find Kiya greeting them happily. Person S cried out in alarm, "Where's Louie?", and Person D was still walking up to the gate slowly, and replied "He should be in the yard...". Person S was by now very panicky; I could hear it in his voice. "He's not in the yard!" And I think at this point, Person D almost cried. She later told me that her heart leapt to her throat, and after glancing in the yard with only Kiya smiling at them, she ran out to the streets, calling out for me, "Louieeeee! Louiiiiieeeee!" and that she started crying.

Person S, the smart one, opened the front door anyway, and let Kiya in, only to find me looking up at him excitedly. I was happy Person S and his family were home, and I could hear Person D, my favourite person in the world. "Where is she?" I wagged my tail, and jumped up, placing my paws on Person S, who... strangely, looked like he was going to throttle me. He called Person D back, "Louie's inside! He's here!" and she came running back.

I greeted her happily, but was confused with all the emotions, and so I bowed my head, tucked my tail between my legs and looked as guilty as possible. She hugged me fiercely, and then, with Person S investigating the dining table right by the window, she started to scold me. I did not understand why she did that. As it happened, I was bored being kept in the yard, and I wanted to go back to my bed upstairs, so I climbed through the windows, in between the grilles. Yes I was skinny enough to do so, but not without difficulty, and I had to scratch my way inside, hence the evidence of my scratches on the dining table.

Person D and S then started laughing, and from then on, they always kept the window shut when they keep us in the yard. Damn!


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Two weeks ago, Person S and D took Kiya and I out for a walk. Person D was holding my leash (oh how I hate it!), when suddenly, I saw a cat not two meters from me. Instinctively, I leapt at it, and jumped up and down and to the side at the end of the leash, trying to.. reach... kill.. that cat. It were my genes talking. Suddenly, I felt no resistance on my neck! I was free! I immediately pounced on the cat, but Person D, yelled at me and so I ran away, towards the river, where some people were fishing. One of them caught a strange creature.. a turtle! I tried to lunge at it - I really had to hunt for something, my blood was boiling with excitement! - but they yelled at me so I ran away.

I could hear, in the background, Person S calling out to me frantically, and Person D trying to tell him to sound more gentle, as I would ignore him otherwise (she was right). I truly did not understand why they were being so frantic and worried. I ran to a grass patch and started to take a dump. Person S came running to me and grabbed hold of my collar so suddenly and forcefully, I could only scowl at him. Then Person D came over and hugged me fiercely again. Hm. Whenever she does that, I know she will scold me a minute later. Sure enough, they both did.

Now they are in discussion in getting me some reinforced leash or something. Apparently, the metal clip of the old leash broke! Person S was furious that the metal portion of the leash could break like that. Sigh. They don't understand that I am not running away from them. I just want to run, hunt, kill dogs, cats, turtles, birds. Why can't they understand that?