I heard the saddest kitty crying today.
I’m smart now and I know that this kitty only cries like this when he knows that his dearest wish is about to be denied.
No, you can’t bring it in and eat it in the middle of the living room floor at your leisure.
Because Mommy is mean, that’s why!
He knows this so as soon as he saw me he spat it out on the deck. We negotiated through the door and I only opened it when he promised not try to pick it up as he came through the door. I know his tricks.
It turns out that he needed to come in because he had to use the litterbox. Seems the great outdoors isn’t good enough for him anymore. Spoiled cat.