Greyson here. Remember a few weeks ago when Mom left for her walk and Quill and I escaped? It happened again!
Mom decided to go for a walk this afternoon. Quill and I were waiting by the door for her return, when Dad left the house to run an errand. I'll admit I don't like it when my people leave, so I was flinging myself at the door and meowing really loud.
Suddenly the door popped right open! Quill couldn't even believe it - and I couldn't either! I sprinted out onto the front porch - freedom at last!
Except that Dad and Mom pulled up to the front of the house right after I darted out. I was caught in the act. I don't think I should be the only one in trouble. I mean sure, I got the door open and ran outside - but Quill would have come out too!
Quill and I often tag team at the door and take turns scooting out when Mom comes home. It's a really fun game. I don't know why we need to be scolded for any of it. We're kitties, we like adventure.