Sunny wants to tell you all:
Bean goes outside. He can be gone for hours. That's his life.
Moon is a housecat. He is allowed to go outside supervised for short periods of time. Sometimes, he wanders a little but mom always finds him easily. Well, not "always". Sometimes, he gives her a little scare. Last night, the peeps were looking for Moon. They were both calling him and shaking the treat bag. 5 minutes passed. No Moon. I was inside watching. Mom came in to double check that he wasn't inside. I nudged her with my nose and put my paw up on the screen door. "Let me find him", I said. Mom yelled "I'm sending out Sunny" and with that, she snapped my collar on me and opened the screen door and said "Go find Moon". Out like a dart, I ran straight ahead and up into the woods. I danced around something and my tail stood straight up in the air. Mom yelled "I think Sunny found him" and brought out her flashlight and shone it into the woods. There, looking back at her, were 2 irritated cat eyes. Moon was way up there in the woods...not on the edge of the woods/lawn where he could have been easily spotted. Mom went up into the woods, picked up his fat ass and brought him back down. She kept saying "I can't believe Sunny went right to him!" No sniffing, no searching. "It was like she knew where he was the whole time". Why are they constantly amazed by me? People are funny...
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