Arthur’s Big Adventure

                          
Hello. Allow me to introduce myself: I am Arthur MacArthur the Cat. I respond to many names, including Arthur Baby, Prince Arthur, and Stinky Orange Boy.
I lived a hard life on the streets, starving and sick, until Mom and Granddad noticed my plucky attitude and natural charm, scooped me up, and took me inside.
After that (and some visits to the nice cat doctor and all his adoring friends) things were much better. I got warm snuggles, wet dinner every night, and tons of things to play with. I grew very long with all the delicious food and fun exercise!
Mom got me so many wondrous gifts to match my elevated status as housecat.
One of my favorite things to do is survey my kingdom from my newly acquired castle. There’s so many windows here from which I can relax and safely watch the goings-on of lesser beasts. The best part are the thin screens, which let me hear and smell my holdings most effectively.
Alas! These ingenious devices became my literal downfall two weeks ago. One morning, I laid in my usual spot in the window, my body pressed close to the screen in order to enjoy the summer breeze. Suddenly, the screen and window frame separated below me and I fell.
Oof! Ouch! The indignity! Bewildered and vulnerable in the wide-open backyard, I darted to the safety of a nearby tree.
Once I had climbed the tree, however, I realized the opportunity that had serendipitously come to me. A world of exploration awaited, starting with the top of this tree. I crawled and jumped higher, until the branches of the tree met with a roof.
Yet more opportunity for adventure! I jumped down to the roof, hoping to view even more of my domain from the new vantage point. But the moment my paws touched the shingles, I immediately filled with panic and regret. Too steep! It took all my skills just to cling to the sharply inclining angle. Even for a cat as graceful and acrobatic as I, this roof was a terrible perch!
Trying to escape the roof was fruitless. Too high to jump down, too steep to jump back up to the trees. I called for help, to no avail.
Some time later, Mom and Granddad must have noticed I was gone, because they began to yell for me. I meowed my loudest again, but it seemed no one could hear me.
I thought eventually they would figure out that I needed their help to get down, but they gave up and went to sleep! The complete idiots! Worst night ever!
I could hear them searching the next day, and I resumed my pleas. I thought Mom had heard me finally, but after searching everywhere nearby BUT the roof above, she gave up again! It’s like she completely forgot I’m a talented climber.
Just when it was getting late, and I was resigning myself to spending another awful night on the roof, Mom came running out of the house again! She looked up this time, so I meowed my displeasure at the situation.
Unfortunately, I was still unsure how to remove myself from the roof. Luckily, Mom climbed a ladder and offered me some delicious wet food, so that part was taken care of easily.
Once back inside, I had a lot of sleeping and eating to do—not to mention cleaning—before I felt like my old self again. I caught a sniffle from my stressful, hungry night on the roof, and I dont intend to repeat such an experience. The outdoors are not what I remember! Or maybe my standards have changed due to my recent indoor lifestyle?
I’m so happy to be back I’m willing to overlook the mistakes Mom and Granddad made in their search. Their incompetence delayed my return significantly, but since Mom nearly fell off the ladder in the process of helping me, I can forgive any shortcomings.
So now things are back to normal. Except I no longer get to lay by the window screen.
Ed. Note – Arthur lives with a friend of our human brother.

25 thoughts on “Arthur’s Big Adventure

  1. what an exciting story we’re so glad you eventually got saved from off the roof. You’re so gorgeous.x😽🐈‍⬛🐾💗

  2. arthur, ewe iz one handsum dood ‼️ glad ewe R aye oh kay, havin ta spend any kind oh time on de roof HAD ta bee de werst…what with vizshuz squirrel neer bye.. knot ta men shun…BURD🙀🙀🙀💙😺🐟

  3. Nice to meet you Arthur. I am glad you were found and brought back inside. Don’t lean against anymore screens. XO

  4. OMC we can imagine that you all must have been very scared…you’re such a lovely kitty, so we’re glad that this story had a happy end and we hope you’ll never try this again. Stippie likes to lay down just like you in the scratcher…MOL…Double Pawkisses for a Happy Day to all of you🐾😽💞

  5. Deer Arthur that was sum cuppell of dayss an nitess!! Man wee were so wurried you wuud not bee found!! Thanx to Sky Cat an yore Meowmy for heerin you. Pleese rest up an eat guud an reememburr THE ‘grate outdoorss’ iss not so grate aftur all 😉

    (Mee iss a semi-feral kitty girl so mee nose what it’ss like to not have a propurr home…)

    ***nose rubss*** BellaDharma an (((hugss))) BellaSita Mum

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