Ed has been very good lately and hasn't had any real ED-ventures for a while!
Well, until last night.
The bundle of kittehs in the yard have kept him ever vigilant and hopping from window to window to monitor their comings and goings.
This entails me being watchful where he goes and where is sits around the house. One day last week I went about the house and checked all the screens in the windows and looked at the latches on the doors.
I fixed a sticky front door to the house, them made a mental note about the back door. It needs replacement, the latch doesn't allow the door to close properly at times.......
Last night the weather finally settled down-it's been cold and weird in Cah lee Fun ne AH recently, so I lit a fire in the pit and sat down for a minute to watch the world wind down!
About 15 minutes into the process, I head the little bell on the collar that the Ed-venturer wears and thought, "Gee, that sounds close!"
I have a little cage that the Edster can sit in while we work in the yard, so hearing the bell when he gets comfy is usual. This was UNUSUAL because of it's constant tinkle this time. I turned around and saw the back door ajar!
(why are doors 'a jar' when they really are windows?)
As I took a few steps toward the house a black and white blur ran into my peripheral vision.
"Damn, the cat is our and chasing the yard cats!"
I moved toward the truck where everyone hangs out and counted my blessings.
Ed, the big Kat-huna, is twice the size of anyone in the yard.
But, he has no 'outdoor etiquette' he can rely on. He's a huge Homer and is readily stunned by being outdoors.
He freezes, realizes what he is doing, then take the road less traveled. He's a lover, not a fighter...So, he just chases the the other kittehs around - no hissing, clawing or fighting!
Thank goodness!
I run to the house to get may MEGA MILLION candle flashlight to check under the cars.....I get into position, kneeling close to the fenceline and the neighbor's house to try and see how I plan on capturing the 'monster' and returning him to the safety of the house. He's there towards the back of the vehicle - I angle my way into that direction.
By this time I know that he will venture from under the truck eventually, so I walk back and forth a few times with more emphasis in the area where he is sitting.
I stop to squat down when a blur of black, followed by a bullet of white appear at my feet.
Apparently the stray, that Ed is guarding and I have not seen, thinks that there is a rock and hard place scenario coming into play.
I manage to shoot my hand out and pin the Edster to the ground with a hand on his back. I have learned that I have to grab a little bit of fur and skin when he bolts like that! This move earns me a well thought out HISSSSSSSS
but no tooth or nail attack.
With some well deserved words, we both gather ourselves up, Ed get picked up and we head back into the direction of the house, my sanity and Ed's safety.
I felt bad for the cat that that was chased from his hidey place, but he will be rewarded with some kibble and some extra sweet talking from me. He deserves it.
I shudder to think about what could happen when the Edster goes out on a walkabout- I am just thankful that it's nothing more than some catting around and chasing each other down- just to prove who is King of the Yard.
Now, I just have to work on pulling out that danged door and putting in a new one.
That will be an AD-venture, not an Ed-venture!
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