Saturday, October 15, 2005

The Great Escape


Ms. Dottie, the Escape Artist
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Last night, as Dumpling left my house, Dottie darted out the front door through a narrow passageway and jumped off the porch into the bushes. At last! she thought in her kitty brain, Freedom! But alas, Dumpling and I foiled her plans by cornering and snatching her into my clutches. Sorry little one.

Around 3 am I was awoken (woken? waked up? huh.) by kittens leaping about my head in an effort to see out the window. It had begun to rain and they were curious, as cats are wont to be. After many a negotiation and subsequently losing my cool, I forced them out of the room to carry on their shenanigans elsewhere in the house. I have training again today and I need my sleep. Out, out damned kittens!

At 4:30 am, I startled awake from a very vivid dream. I don't normally remember my dreams so this scared me some. In the dream, I had taken the kittens out in the car and somehow, when I had gotten out of the car to run an errand, they had managed to sneak out. I frantically looked for them and discovered them eating plants. But Dottie was eating a lily and those plants are incredibly toxic for cats. Within seconds, her tongue was swollen so that it stuck out of her little mouth. She was slowly dying as I rushed her the ER Vet. It was not a pleasant dream.

I got up, opened my bedroom door, and went on a search for the banished ones. Dash scampered right up to me. I picked him up and we searched the rest of the house for his beloved sister. She wasn't in any of her favorite spots- the ottoman, the top of the washer, on the desk looking out the window. None of them. Then I saw it, the cardboard I had haphazardly used to cover the kitty door was removed. She had escaped!

I flew into panic, racing outside calling her name. It was wet and cold and dark. I ran back inside to throw on some flip flops and went walking around the house calling her name. Who knew how long she had been out. She could be anywhere. Oh God, what if she got hit by a car! This is why I don't let them out- ever. Our street is really busy and cats get hit all the time. I thought of her cold and scared. I thought of Dash and how he would survive without his sister. They are inseparable. It would surely break his kitty heart.

In all my fussing, Mikey and Meagan woke up and joined the search. I got in the car and combed the streets with my brights on. Nothing. Mikey and Meagan used flashlights to search the storm drains and bushes. As I arrived back, tears running down my face, Mikey called out, "Here she is!"

She had been on the other side of the house, meowing to us but we hadn't heard her. Phew. Such relief! I dried her off and returned her to the bedroom where Dash promptly gave her a bath and the started wrestling with her. Needless to say, I am going to rig up a more permanent, impenetrable covering for that kitty door ASAP. I am just so glad she is safe. I didn't care at all really that they kept me up pretty much the rest of the night with their antics.

I am still so weirded out that I had that vivid dream though. It TOLD me to get up. Freaky powerful, I tell ya.

11 comments:

Mo-Pie said...

Poor little Dottie, "See what you get when you're curious?! You would have broken Dash's heart for sure!"

Sizzle, good thing they have a mom like you around...

Kevin Bacon plans a break every time we head for the front door. He seems to need a friend; maybe we will get him a sister.

Also, Happy Sweetest Day!"

sue said...

Whew! Close call! I'm so glad you found her. Don't you hate when things like that happen - that feeling of losing control? Hate it! ...oh, and the dream? Well, I get those weird kind of messages all the time. You just have to learn to pay attention to them! ;)

Hope today's training is good and maybe not so hard on you...

Bex said...

aww, so glad you found her! fortunately, it's not likely that i'll lose my kitties in a new york apartment, but i had a scary incident with an open, screenless window once. good to hear that dottie's safe and sound!

AJ Gentile said...

More kitten pictures!!!

Last night I was awakened (awokened, wokeupped) by a strange sensation. Turned out, I just had to pee. :-\

Jenster said...

I'm so glad that Dottie is okay.

A few years ago, my kitty Sadie (who looks freakishly like Dottie!) broke out of the house on November 20th. It was one of those nasty storm years and it was pouring and windy. I looked and looked for her. But I couldn't find her. I put up signs and fliers and searched around the neighborhood for her with a flashlight everyday after work. After a month, I started to think that she was gone forever. I was so sad. I got her when she was a kitten ten years prior. Then on December 23rd, I came home from work and was unloading some stuff from the car in the pouring rain. I heard this faint meow and turned around. Sadie was running up the street after me. I picked her up and brought her in the house. First thing, she went for the water, then food. She passed out in the bed. I took her to the vet the next day. She had lost more than half of her weight and had developed pneumonia. So I gave her some medicine, and she ate. Now she is a crazy 15-year-old cat who still thinks she's a kitten. But she won't even think about going outside in the rain! I'm so glad she came home!

You're a good Mommy!

mrsmogul said...

The kitty is really cute. And Santa Cruz? I would love to go there

Bill said...

Years ago a cat I previously had (Poustinia) took off for eight days. I was ready to give her up as forever lost when she came back looking as if she'd been on an eight day bender. I think she just partied her brains out for eight days.

Kris said...

Kitties that age need straightjackets, I tell you.

And I think the proper usage is awaked, no? At least that's what I say. :)

Sorry about the awful dream.

Krisco said...

Wow, that is very cool. Your unconscious was definitely telling you to get the heck up and save your kitty. Yeah Unconscious!!

kim e said...

You're a good mommy :-)

Her Daddy's Eyes said...

Wow! I'm glad your story had a happy ending. I do believe that dreams can tell us things. I've had 3 dreams that have actually told me something and then it actually happened! Maybe I'll blog about it one day...
Ms.Dottie is too cute.

~Eyes