Ok, this is another cat story. Just to warn you.
I've been letting Java go out with the 2 big cats these past few days. Java is 6 months old. Cameron (gray tabby) and Mason (black domestic) are both 3 1/2 years old. Java has been staying in my yard and usually chases the other cats around, being the pesky little brother that he is.
This morning, all 3 cats go out at once. A little while later, I check on them and Mason comes strolling in. I ask him, "Where's your little brother? You're supposed to keep him with you." He looks at me with that "whatever" look and eats some food. About 30 minutes later, I look out the door and in strolls Cameron, alone. Now I'm getting nervous. "Cameron! Where is Java? He's supposed to be with you!" Cam looks at me and I swear he rolled his eyes and ran up the stairs.
So now I'm at the front door, at the back door, yelling "Java! Java!" and I'm in my too short flannel nightshirt. No Java anywhere. I'm really getting scared now because I just KNOW that Cameron let Java chase him to the other side of the neighborhood and then he ditched him!
So Mason is looking at me with his head tilted like "what is her problem?" I opened the door and told Mason, "You get out there right now and find Java and don't come back until you find him and bring him home!" Ten minute later, Mason is back home, at the front door, with Java in tow!!! Is this cat amazing or what!