The smores the merrier!

Sorry, I'm not thinking too straight at the moment. My cat, Grandma got out earlier. She used to be an outdoor cat but has been indoor ,for over a year now. One of the outside cats (I feed several strays) was beating up one of the younger ones on the porch. I opened the door to go out when Grandma shot out. Well, she sure broke it up!!! Cleaned the bully's clock good for him, she did. I was so scared I wouldn't be able to get her back but she just stood there like, "Ha! I'll teach him to pick on a youngster."

Needless to say, I'm still shaking. And Grandma? Napping in my bed without a care in the world.

Could I have a shot of cherry vodka? I need to get my heart started again!