After almost 6 months of being on the inside looking out, as Easter-cat and Carlito ‘took the air’ in our backyard garden, two important milestones for Pikachu arrived today: she’s grown big enough that we are (semi) confident there is no way she can find her way out of the garden, and it finally hit 20 degrees (I wasn’t supervising in cold weather).
So it was that on a spectacular blue-sky, pre-spring day, Pikachu got her first taste of the great outdoors:
Of course everything was new, exciting and demanded minute examinations.
Eventually, after a respectable first-foray, it was time to wallow in the freedom.
MT and I were both a little anxious about whether or not she’d completely blow us off – with her colouring a mere shadow renders her invisible – but she was as good as gold. She mostly stayed within site, and frequently raced past our legs as if to say “here I am!”. And when she wore herself out with exploring, she raced over, jumped into my lap, and started purring for Australia.
Rarely have I seen such unbridled kitten joy. Now, how to explain the cold-front coming through tomorrow…