I swear, Stanley only has a couple of lives left! Myself included with the heart attacks that go with thinking I’ve lost the little baby! Today Smudge and Stanley were tethered outside as usual. Stanley’s tether led under the ginormous spruce tree in the backyard. One time when I looked out to check, Smudge was sitting there looking at the house, in a similar fashion to the day Stanley snuck under the fence, into the neighbor’s yard while still on his tether! So I looked at him a bit, decided he had a hair ball, and went on with my laundry. Next time I looked out there, I could see that Smudge was tangled around the fire pit, so I went out to rescue him. I was just turning to take him into the house, when I heard that familiar, and pitiful squeaking that is Stanley’s meow. I gently pulled on his tether, and it didn’t budge, so I got down nearly on my belly to look under the tree, and there he was…..hanging from a branch about 2 feet up in the tree!!! He obviously had been climbing the tree, and was sitting on the branch. When he decided to jump down, he didn’t have enough rope! hehehe… he looked so damn silly, and sounded so pitiful!! He wasn’t in any “danger”, as they wear harnesses, so he was being held up by the strap that goes around his middle. Good damn thing, cause several years ago, I went outside, only to find Smudge hanging from the fence!!

They kind of resemble parachuters who have gone astray!