Hairy Houdini Strikes Again

Caesar supervising

Caesar supervising

Caesar is still doing well, although we are thinking of renaming him. Hairy Houdini seems appropriate. It’s been nearly three months since he had the attack, and despite our best efforts, he has managed to get out four times. Okay, we got lucky and he didn’t get further than the yard, but it could have been a lot worse.

It’s heading into summer here, and keeping all the windows closed is problematic, to say the least. We tried leaving the storm windows open and he got out twice in one day.

Storm window

Storm window

I can see how he could climb up the burglar bars, but how to get out from there…

front-door

This is a cat with poor balance and worse vision.

The front yard is dreadful – there are any number of places to get out. We give him a walk in the front twice a day, but it’s eyes on all the time.

Our back yard has high pre-cast walls – a bit under six foot. We try and let him have as much freedom out there as we can. I can’t have eyes on him all the time, but I check every few minutes. He got out here too, with the assistance of a useful chair.

A useful chair

A useful chair

He jumped from the armrest to the top of the wall. This time I saw him do it, and I went pounding across the yard at my best speed, visualizing him running along the wall and falling into someone else’s yard. This is South Africa, many people have big dogs. I managed to scoop him off, much to his disgust.

The chair has been moved, and by heaven he found another way out. There was some stuff in a corner, and he got up onto the wall from there. When I realised he was gone, he was gone – as in nowhere in sight. I didn’t know where he’d got out, and went around calling frantically. I heard him miauing and then saw him coming along the top of the wall.

This time he was very pleased to see me and grabbed on tightly when I put him on my shoulder.  (He likes to lie over people’s shoulders, draped like a dishrag) He didn’t want to get off for ages, so I think he scared himself. However, I wouldn’t bet a cent on him not trying again. You can see him walking along and looking at the top of the wall while the tip of his tail twitches. A man with a plan.

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17 Responses to Hairy Houdini Strikes Again

  1. Kat L. says:

    When cats want something, they REALLY want it… and they’re going to get that no matter what *sigh*. But I hope he won’t get into any trouble and keeps himself safe in all his adventures!

  2. joey says:

    Oh boy. Scared himself I’m sure.
    We had an intrepid cat once, she was wonderful and a handful. Always getting herself up in heights and cryin about it.
    She lives with my in-laws now, stays inside all the time, watching the pretty birds. Of course, she still wants to run, so as soon as we open the door, my FIL yells out, “Watch for Casey!” lol — she will make her escape and no doubt cry about it.

  3. foguth says:

    Yep, Hairy Houdini sounds like an appropriate name.

  4. How funny! This little critter is not letting anything stop him! You have a full time job of surveillance for this little guy. He is adorable! 🙂

  5. Barbara says:

    Gotta love a Cat called Hairy Houdini. He clearly doesn’t know what is good for him.

    • notewords says:

      He’s called a lot of other things as well, but they’re not fit for polite company…
      He may know what’s good for him, but he’s not very interested in it. 😉

  6. Sandy says:

    Cats are very clever. I’m glad he’s OK>

  7. ha! he is a clever kitty 🙂

  8. Glad to hear that Mr. Houdini is up to some of his old (new?) tricks!

  9. How interesting. I had a cat that loved to jump out a 2nd story window, She’d grab my watch from my night table and take a running jump through a slit that she found in an airconditioner sleeve, drop the watch and be gone outdoors until she felt like coming in. As you can imagine I was shocked the first time I watched her do this. I think I screamed! But she kept it up and there were many days I’d have to go outside and find my watch on the lawn under the window. I wonder what she may have been trying to tell me 🙂

    • notewords says:

      Wow. That’s unusual. Maybe she wanted you to come outside and play. 😉
      My cats don’t really carry things around (unless it’s a deceased mouse). But they do do what they want to do!

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