The publicist thinks he ate something he should not have and he just had to wait while it worked its way through his little cat body.
She thinks it happened when he ESCAPED!
It's true!
Harry the Farm cat escaped the yurt and went exploring.
The publicist was worried because Harry is such a little cat he would make a good appetizer for the eagle.
She went out looking for him but he was like a little black and white streak. He had several adventures that I will tell you about in the coming Farm Cat Friday posts. First she saw him by the big truck that pulls the trailer.
But he would not come when the publicist called his name.
Oh no! He was OUT and he was going to have FUN!
He ran off, but where did he go?
Did Stinky the Farm cat see where he went?
She had a bird's eye view!
The publicist looked all over but no Harry!
But then she found some more help!
Sherpa the Farm cat!
Would HE find Harry?
He looked and looked and looked!
He looked under the trailer.
He looked under the male person's old motorcycle.
No luck!
Wait! Is that a meow?
HARRY THE FARM CAT!
Coming out from under the shed!
Get him, get him!
But NO!
He saw the publicist and he RAN.
Ran like the wind!
Right into this!
UH-OH!
What are those chickens going to do to Harry?!
You will have to come back next week to see!
I also must tell you that Isobelle Golightly the Beautiful Goat won my contest for my 1,000th post and I have sent her her choice of soaps. I thank everyone who commented to enter and all of you for continuing to read my blog.
