Poor Chester. He leads such a traumatic life sometimes. But he brings it all on himself as he just doesn't trust anyone but Bob and I! What can I say. Humans are just NOT his thing....although he does love and trust us as he sleeps on the foot of our bed every night but is outside most of the day coming in on occasion for food, love and/or his favorite treat..
Today was not one of his good days, however. We had some work done in the yard and he couldn't be outside while they were doing it so last night he came in as usual BUT this morning we couldn't let him outside and he was not a "happy camper" to say the least. First he goes to the door and just meows which gets louder and more forceful and when that brings no response from me, he starts in with this HOWL !!
It gets louder and louder trying to get my attention until he finally gives up and jumps up on the back of the couch so he can at least LOOK at his outside domain.
Today, however, he sort of lucked out because yesterday he got a postcard in the mail asking him to let us know it was time for his yearly shots and exam at the vets office. SO I thought to myself....if I could possibly get that scheduled today he would only have to stay in one morning! (He usually disappears for most of the day when he goes out so to be sure he is here for an app't, we have to keep him in.) Anyway , just taking a chance, I called the vet to see if I could possibly get him in today so we could (so to speak) kill two birds with one stone and he would only have to stay in one morning. And sure enough, they got me a 10:15 time slot.
So we took a little drive to the vet's office (1/2 a block down the road) and he got that all done including some extra grooming which means getting all of the hair mats off of his belly as his long hair always gets all matted over the winter and he won't let ME touch his belly to get them out but he is so afraid of the vet and her assistant that he just trembles and lets them do whatever they want to him.
She said he won the "Best Kitty award of the day with his behavior." I was very proud of him!
So we got all that done, I ran to the post office with him in the front seat of the truck (in his carrier, of course) and went for a latte before bringing him back home because he still couldn't go outside here. I brought him in and let him out of his carrier and he immediately RAN down the hall and disappeared. We did finally find him hid under far side of the guest bed in the first bedroom. Then when he could go out and we went to find him, he was gone so we had to do a house search. I am still not quite sure where he had been hiding the second time, but he finally came strolling down the hall with BIG eyes observing everything to be sure there wasn't some big monster waiting to grab him before our eyes.
I let him outside and I haven't see him since but you can be sure he will be here for his treat later in the day and hopefully forgive us for his rough day. Oh, the life of a cat can be SO complicated sometimes !!
