They didn't think I could do it, but I got out. I like to hang out in the cellar because with the dirt floor it is like one giant toilet to dig in. I found a box that sometimes has drills and wrenches in it and I jumped up on it. It doesn't dig so I didnt poop on it. From on top of it though, I can jump up to the window in the cellar, the really old window with the loose window panes.
Eventually I knocked one out and I fit right through! Now I just ask someone to let me down in the cellar whenever I want to go outside. I just meow and bang on the window when I want to come back in and they let me in. I don't think they even realize I was outside. Outside I pee on everything because I want all the other cats to smell my pee.
Now I'm concerned though because I think it's time for my visit to the "vet" as they keep saying. It looks like a doctor to me but they always say "vet". Hmm These guys seem nice but they are always sticking me with a needle or some kind of strange instrument. It's very exhausting.
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