Who is Escape Kitty?

Let me introduce myself. I am Escape Kitty.

I got my start on Sept 1, 2010 as I was out playing in the yard enjoying the birds and squirrels. Really just minding my own business. Happy. Content. Daydreaming.

When, but in an instant, I caught a movement in the corner of my eye. Since cats are noted for their superior vision, I had to do a double take because I thought my eyesight had failed me. I shut my kitty eyes for a moment and reopened them to disbelief.

A coyote? In MY yard? Could it be? And he's drooling my way? Move move move! Find my mom . Run to safety.

Big mistake! Really big mistake. Now she never lets me outside. Done - left to dream. ahhhhh but Kitty dreams really do come true.

So come follow me! I am off to Escape.

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Episode #20 Escape Kitty ( and Chena)- Rockin’ it out in Morocco

Episode #20 Escape Kitty ( and Chena)- Rockin’ it out in Morocco

Escape Kitty is my sweetheart of a Kitty who loves to ditch out the door at breakneck speeds. That's really super fast for those of you wondering. Gotta watch that little bugger at all times.

Kitty is friends with a standard Poodle named Chena, owned by Maggi43, who is a super talented scrap artist here at SB.com and elsewhere.

Cat and Dog both desired to get away and as wishes go, if one wishes just hard enough, well then one may find themselves on a flying carpet headed for Morocco. Just like Escape Kitty and Chena did in episode #18. Flew right out the front door on a carpet headed to faraway lands for adventure.

Let me explain how this photo came to be. Kitty does not have great command of the English language as far as she let's on. She hears the word Morocco and associates the word with music. Rock N Roll to be exact. MORE–ROCK-O. duh! Her daddy at home, (my husband), is a guitar player in a band so that's what she knows. Kitty knows Rock N Roll.

Kind of like the saying “While in Rome, Do as the Romans”, while in More-Rock-O, go listen to some music.

Escape Kitty and Chena seem to be jamming to the music of a monk or such like that in Morocco. He has enchanted them both with his guitar-thingy. Have no idea what that instrument is but everyone looks happy.

I am shocked that Kitty did not hop on the couch with Mr. Monk to lounge in comfort – but then perhaps there are proper etiquette rules to be followed in the Monk's house. Goodness gracious – Kitty does NOT obey the rules in MY house – which is why I am shocked.

If you look in the photo, the Monk has placed honorary hats on the sofa armrests for each of the crazy hooligans. The hats are far too large for the pets heads – must be the Monks don't get furry visitors often or else they'd have been more prepared with smaller hat sizes. That's my guess.

Have fun sweet babies. Rock on!

Please visit Maggi's blog, Scrap Travel Bark also for more antics from this crazy pair. She has some amazing work.

Also need to credit my new friends Alex and Valerie H for sending me the photos from Morocco. They were perfect!

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