296. The cat and the windows. Our cat had to give up its door to the outside this summer after we saw the racoon using it. We've also seen a cat/dog sized fox in our front yard, and don't want to meet it face to face in our garage some morning. So the cat has had to rely on us to come and go. She learned to sit on the picnic table and yowl to be let in. It's at the same height as the kitchen window, so sometimes the kids let her in that way. It feels so daring.
Our back storm door has glass panes. Two of them have been missing for at least a year. Last fall Mr. C. just stapled some plastic over them. During the summer that got ripped up and became the perfect escape route for the cat when the main door was left open.
This Saturday Mr. C. put in new glass panes and reglazed the others. Monday, Sue opened the back door to let the cat out. The cat tried to jump through the storm door window. And smacked her little nose. She and the Windex birds now feel a connection.
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