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The true life adventures of Mr. Borris
Mr. Borris wanted to go outside on the crisp fall day yesterday.
Because he's managed to get through the small cracks in the fence (which for a fat cat it amazes me), I threw him on a leash. Super long leash, with free reign of the backyard.
Mr. Borris managed to explore under the poarch and wind the rope around almost everything one can imagine. By the time I checked on him, he was STUCK. Under. The Poarch.
Luckily, he wasn't too far under, to where I could get ahold of him, take the leash off, and nab him. The rope is still stuck under the poarch, and I may never get it free.....
Mr. Borris.. what are we going to do with you?????????
Because he's managed to get through the small cracks in the fence (which for a fat cat it amazes me), I threw him on a leash. Super long leash, with free reign of the backyard.
Mr. Borris managed to explore under the poarch and wind the rope around almost everything one can imagine. By the time I checked on him, he was STUCK. Under. The Poarch.
Luckily, he wasn't too far under, to where I could get ahold of him, take the leash off, and nab him. The rope is still stuck under the poarch, and I may never get it free.....
Mr. Borris.. what are we going to do with you?????????