Unusual Adventure Part I

Like most cats, Fluffy has always been skittish. As we got to know her better it became evident that she was a bit more skittish and disturbed by loud noises and new people than the average cat. As Fluffy was a stray and around four when we met her, we do not know her full history and do not understand what she has been through and therefore we can only guess that living outside for her early years and not having a permanent home where she felt safe, led to her being a bit guarded and scared by new experiences and most certainly new noises. Although Fluffy was easily scared, it did not stop her from having adventures and all of this leads us to one of Fluffy's unusual adventures.

One of Fluffy's unusual adventures began on a cold, snowy morning in the middle of winter.  We had just opened the garage door to let her out when we heard the harsh sound of metal shovels scrapping against cement, the maintenance crew was here to shovel the snow.  We quickly opened the door between the garage and the house to let her back in, but it was too late, she was off somewhere.  After the maintenance team was done with our driveway, we went out to call for her, but she did not come.  Over our lunch hour we bundled up and walked the neighborhood looking for her and calling out her name, but again, nothing.  We made the rounds a couple more times that afternoon but we could not find her anywhere. Although it was not unusual for Fluffy to be out for several hours, she always came home for dinner, so when we did not see her that afternoon we became very worried. We set out once again, determined to find her. After circling the block and yelling her name as loud as we could, we heard a meow coming from between the clubhouse and the swimming pool.  She was laying under a table far from where they would be shoveling.  She heard us and saw us and once she recognized that it was her family, she got up and went into a dead sprint for the house.  I made it just in time to the door so that I could open it for her.  Her sprint continued up the stairs and then she jumped through the railing at the top of the stairs and bolted under the bed.  She had not eaten since breakfast so we thought she would come out for dinner, but she did not.  We put some food on a plate and slid it under the bed and she finally began to eat.  After about fifteen minutes she settled down and came out from under the bed and she received lots of pets and reassurance that she was safe, she was home.