Ala March 31
I got to go outside this morning. It was wet, but it was
free. All that grassland stretched in front of me outside the back door of the
house we were staying... but there was one problem. It smelled like dogs.
All that grass! I know it's just full of yummy delicious
mice. But... dogs. Dogs might eat me. And there's still the smell of that cat
around. We haven't seen it yet but we can smell it. We know a cat lives here.
It was great to know I could
go out. So much better to have the grass that close, instead of being on a
third-floor apartment. AND there are none of those huge noisy ravens here.
Good.
Our Military Commander went out. She sussed the area for me.
She doesn't even like mice, but... well. She's younger than me. It seemed safer
to enjoy the grassland from inside the window, you know?
Mom March 31
Ala wanted the door open, mostly so she could sniff. Didn't
seem brave enough to spend much time out. Clearly wanted to go out more, but...
careful.
I wonder if she knows we're only a mile and a half from
where we used to live? It must smell similar, except there are no farm animals
here.
We'll see how she goes as the week goes by. Hopefully she
gets more comfortable, though there actually are cat-killing dogs who come here
so she's likely right to be careful.
From this experience this morning, I have two ideas: 1. She
might get more comfortable if we stay places a longer time. 2. She might be
happier if we find places without dogs.
I can see #1 leading to a good plan for all of us. :)
