Yesterday I became very concerned when I heard Poppy, a kitty in Limbo that lives next door, yelling for help. I tried to look out the window to see if I could figure out where Poppy was, but My view was blocked by bushes and trees. I yelled back to ask him what was wrong, but he just kept repeating, “Help! Help! Help!” over and over again.
After some time passed, I heard Poppy’s guardian saying, “C’mon kitty! Come here Gray! Here kitty, kitty, kitty!” I was puzzled that she called Poppy “Gray”, because he spends most of his time over here in My yard and the Guardians of Otis call him Poppy. I thought it was weird that his own guardian didn’t know his real name. As I was puzzling over this, I heard Poppy’s guardian say something that made Me really mad. She said, “Fine! Stay up there if you want to be a dumbsh** about it!” Why did she call Poppy such an awful name when he needed help?
Something was terribly wrong, so I knew I needed to alert the Guardians of Otis. I began to yell for help Myself, and after about 30 seconds the Guardians came into the room and asked, “Otis, why are you meowing?” I looked toward the window just as Poppy started to yell for help again. The Guardians looked concerned and then went outside to investigate. Just as they got outside I heard Poppy’s guardian talking again and saying, “C’mon Gray! Here kitty, kitty, kitty!” One of the Guardians said, “Is he your kitty?” And Poppy’s guardian said, “Yes. He’s been stuck up on the roof for 16 hours.”
Sixteen hours! I was shocked! There’s no way the Guardians of Otis would ever let me be outside unprotected, let alone stuck on a roof in 80 degree weather for 16 hours! I know the Guardians were shocked as well, but they kept their cool and suggested that Poppy’s guardian try luring him down with catnip. They said that whenever he visits our yard he goes crazy for the stuff. The Guardians then came back inside and talked with each other about how irresponsible the guardian of Poppy is and whether or not they should intervene further. They decided to wait a minute to see if the catnip suggestion worked.
Fortunately, the guardian of Poppy was able to lure him to the edge of the roof with the catnip, and she safely brought him down. The poor kitty was probably half-starved and very dehydrated after being in the hot sun all day. I would love to think that the guardian of Poppy learned her lesson about how unsafe it is to let kitties wander free outdoors, but I know that is not the case. This morning as one of the Guardians of Otis worked in the garden, Poppy came wandering up to play. Why, oh why are humans so slow to learn?
So Sayeth Otis