After work today, I opened the patio door a bit and made sure the screen was shut. A while later it was open and there wasn't a cat to be found in the house. He wasn't as easy to find this time. I walked the back yards of several of the adjoining houses on my side of the street. Then I spotted him. He was strollin across the front yard of one of the houses across the street.
He saw me and knew he was in trouble. I walked leisurely toward him. He was lookin for a place to hid and didn't see anything promisin, so he ran around to the back of the house. I finally spotted him tween a couple houses. He saw me and hightailed it to my yard, to the back and into the house and was hidin under the bed when I got there. At least he recognizes his house.

When he came out from under the bed, I tried to have a man to cat talk. As you can see from this pic, he wasn't havin any of it.

I went to my computer and he came in and plopped down. We talked some more and he 'seemed' to listen this time.

Then he started rollin around, thinkin I was gonna give him a belly rub that he thinks he deserves way too often.

After realizin there would be no belly rub, he tried to look sorry and repentant.
I think I'm gonna hafta put some kind of latch on that slidin screen door.
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