Thursday, March 12, 2015
Dad was not a believer in regular vet care so the trip to the vet was very, very scary for poor Timi. When I went to get the carrier out of the back seat, I set it on the ground to close the door and when I turned to pick it up, Timi was gone! He had busted some of the dowels out and ran, leaped up over a 5-foot fence and we never saw him again. I ran to follow him but he was really fast! We walked up and down the street looking for him and asking people if they'd seen him but we couldn't find him anywhere.
Maybe Timi wasn't as sick as we thought after all or else he really was and wanted to go out on his own terms, being free and saving my dad some money. We didn't ever use that cat carrier again!
What kind of cat carriers do you use? Did you ever lose a cat?
"My Funny Dad, Harry" Book Giveaway
Congratulations to all the winners of the giveaway for "My Funny Dad, Harry" at Red Pine Mountain. I am so happy that four of my regular commenters won! Read what Tim thought of it at Everyday Living.