I think thats what Pouncer was thinking just a bit ago when I let Nicki out - Why does she get to go out? And more importantly, why does she willingly return? Pounce was even willing to escape during the pouring rain! Als, his vile captor stopped his plans!

Only thing wrong with this little tail (yuck, pun) is that Nicki's the one I triped over on the stairs - oh about an hour ago... my rump is still stinging!

All in all I think my cats' diaries would read like this:
UT Oh, here she comes with that flashing silver box again. She calls it a "picture" and then gasps with delight over seeing us captured within its confines... must figure out how to free ourselves from it. Perhaps if I swat at the cord dangling from it next time she will be disouraged to use it...

The young humans fed us this morning. If we look pathetic enough the old one might be inclined to feed us again. Ahem - meow... meow... MEOW!

TOO CUTE!