I wanna go out!

I used to live outside, and it's not all it's cracked up to be, Chico. Even if you had front claws, outside is not a safe place. Squirting water bottles makes me stop doing whatever the house staff want me to stop doing. Denny Crane

Ok, maybe I'm not a prime example but here it goes: I cry when I see Dad outside having fun. So much so that he bought me a leash and harness. However, I only go out when temperature is cool, I must take the flea meds, and I only go out for about twenty minutes once a week to avoid a habit of charging the door. What can I say? I'm spoiled.

Boomer, you are such a cool cat! I can just picture you in a harness walking on your leash. I bet a lot of cats would not walk on a leash.

UPDATE!!!!!!!!!

I made it out guys!!!

Sad to say it was not all I thought it would be! I got out late last night and momma was out back chasing me with a flashlight for 20 minutes. Dont know really what happened but I ended up with a cut lip, I think maybe it was the chain link fence but it hurt and mom was very upset because I was bleeding. I think I will just stay inside for awhile, that was not fun! But you gotta try, right?

Chico