Jasper's Mom and Meowzalot, I have an escape story to tell, but it's a funny one with a happy ending.
When I first got Miss Bo, I also got Abby, her calico van daughter. Bo was and is too timid to venture outside. Not Abby! The fearless fat one decided she was going to take a trip in the front yard one day while my husband and I were moving furniture. We had the front door propped open and were right in the middle of hustling a large and bulky dining room table out of the door when Abby seizes the moment and toddles outside. We put the table down as quickly and as soon as possible and I immediately started after Abby. Well, it turned into a game....Abby would wait just until I was withing a hairsbreadth of grabbing her and she'd dart away (it's amazing how fat cats can move when they want to!). This went on for some 15 minutes or so, with my husband laughing so hard he almost fell over. He managed to catch his breath and interdict Abby as she was trying to reach the neighbor's yard. Abby took a detour into the garage with me hot on her heels. My husband had the presence of mind to close the garage door behind us, which trapped Abby. I tried for another 15 minutes to catch her in the garage, but to no avail. I quit in disgust and went into the house, grumbling. After 30 minutes, Jim went into the garage and Abby sweetly greeted him at the back door. He scooped her up and carried her in, the little stinker!! You can bet your life we've made a habit of shutting the cats into the bedroom whenever we've had to prop any door open.
Abby has since gone on to the rainbow bridge, but I will always remember the almost gleeful way she had fun with her Mommy outdoors one day.