From left to right, GirlCat, BoyCat, and LadyCat enjoy a successful door charge in 2008. They weren't quite as bold back then.
The feline group at Casa Observer is an indoor only feline group. However, the felines often feel as if they should be indoor-outdoor felines. Thus there is often a "rush of the door" when it is opened, particularly if I have been away for a few hours. Most times, I can keep the gang inside. Sometimes, one will get out. Well, last night all three got out. It was pretty late, so luckily there was very little street traffic. BoyCat and GirlCat bounded away like gazelles; I had little hope of catching them. Thankfully, they pretty much come back on their own, usually within the hour, but it gives me anxious moments, as we have all manner of urban/suburban wildlife including possums, rats, and raccoons, not to mention feral cats and odd people. In my neighborhood? Surely not.
So, last night, after this successful escape, I think I see LadyCat. I go to where I think she is, and look down the driveway to the street. What do I see? I see BoyCat and GirlCat, sitting at the end of the driveway in perfect sit poses, right next to each other, looking out on to the street. I tried to snap a picture with the phone camera, but it is too dark to even aim properly. All I get is a picture of a pair of glowing eyes in the upper left hand corner of the picture. When the two cats had noticed I discovered them, they bounded away, together, to explore the neighbor's yard. They chased each other to the houses. I shrugged, found LadyCat-she can be caught--and took her inside. I poured crunchy food, and started to prepare for bed.
Lured by the sound of grub, BoyCat and GirlCat presented themselves at the door not long after the food was poured. I cajoled them in. They have to think that coming in is their idea. Kitties shared a can of mushy food and we called it a night.
BoyCat and GirlCat have acted like siblings since they have gotten to know each other after their separate adoptions in 2007. I will never forget the sight I had last night of the two of them sitting together at the end of the driveway, plotting their next move.