Hi pals, hi pals,
I tasted the freedom and had the cool grass on my feet and the sun at my back and I hate to admit it, but that sweet, sweet grass lead to my downfall.
The Lady stupidly used the front door when she was doing bird feeder stuff and I was able to make a break for it.
Lady was screaming and I scooted under the deck. Man came out and called me and I stuck my head out and then I ran in the grass. Lady went inside to get treats, while the Man was calling me to stop and wait. The bush was thick so I stayed on the grass. Then the sweet sweet grass was calling my name and I couldn't resist it any more. I stopped for a snack and my man was able to scoop me up.
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| Dramatic recreation of my taste of freedom |
My love of grass thwarted my freedom.
Lady and Man were glad I was safe and are now being extra, extra careful.
your pal, whose love of treats got the best of him, Styxy
our mama nodded... grass was her fate too once muahahahahaha
ReplyDeleteYep....that grass will get you every time!! Best just to admire it from a distance, Styx.
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Rosy & Sunny
We're glad the Man was able to rescue you before you took off for the bush, Styx. You were like a kid in a candy store, but with tasty grass to tempt you instead.
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ReplyDeletePhew... you need to be careful, Styx. Lady and Man might have palpitations or worse if you keep up with those antics. I wonder if they would consider growing some of that sweet, sweet green in a tray for you inside? Hugs and whiskeries YAM-aunty xxx
Oh dear, are we seeing a GPS monitor tracking collar in your near future ...
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