Chip's Big Adventure

 

So, it was bound to happen.  The least friendly kitten always has to escape into the wild, wild, wilderness of the Spare Bedroom...  Chip finally managed to time her jump perfectly and escape my lap during a feeding and socialization visit.  She was not interested in being caught again AT ALL.  If she hadn't still been on antibiotics, I probably wouldn't really have tried too hard, but I didn't want her to miss her medication. 

So, there I was under the futon with a flashlight and there she was, sitting absolutely resolutely out of my reach.  I managed to touch her once or twice before she skittered away to some other desolate corner of Under-Futon-Land.  "Fine!" I eventually said.  "When you're dead I'll pick you up."  Yes, I said that.  I really meant it for about a second or two and then, of course, didn't mean it.  However, I did decide to leave her be.  I knew she would get hungry and come out and that I would catch her then and if she missed a dose of her antibiotic that would just have to be okay.  I had tried to use a trap to catch her, however she was still stuffy in her nose and perhaps not smelling the food or not feeling well enough to be THAT hungry.

So I had to wait... and wait... and wait...  Hmmm... I have an idea - see the next post for my idea.

This is a picture of Chip with Spook, Little One, and Whirly during some snuggly socializing with Mike...