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BFE REPORTER MONDAY


The above photo was taken today (February 12).  I was carrying some quilts to the basement for Carol.  Lily was at the bottom with her head stuck out from under the stairway and her head on the bottom step.  I had my hands full and almost stepped on her.  I asked her what she was doing and noticed she was shaking.  I got down and looked behind her and saw our cat Snickers.  Lily was cornered and couldn't get out.  Of course, rather than rescue her I ran for the camera.

The second picture is her look of surrender.  You are not going to save me until you humiliate me. 



I feel like she and I are even now.  I took her out this morning off the leash to see how she would do.  She took off into the woods.  I walked at least a mile looking for her and calling.  Carol and I both drove around the area searching for her.  When I got back to the house she was waiting in the yard, with that 'were you looking for me' face.  She had me scared and worried.  Well, Lily, payback is a bitch, or in this case, a pussycat.

Submitted by BFE reader Jeff Sutor


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