My cats are indoor cats for 9 months of the year.
When spring rolls around and the back door starts opening, though, they've been known to make a quick dash for the exit. Montgomery doesn't generally make it very far. He doesn't like the feel of the grass on his feet and is generally content to sit on the step and watch Chloe prowl through the grass until something exciting catches his eye.
Usually it's Chloe, who, on the other hand, was born outside and doesn't seem to have lost her instinct or love for hunting.
Nothing over there.
Nothing over there.
Nothing over that way.
Success!
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