I had been adopted by my owners for a full hour before running away and making my owner chase me through the neighborhood for 20 minutes. to make matter worse, I don’t yet know my name and so yelling it during the chase was not helpful!
We have a 3 acre backyard. Everytime I try to take off Simba’s costume he’ll run and hide in the horse stables. I’m afraid I’ll never get him out of this costume!
I jump on the table when mom isn’t home, but am too afraid to jump down. Mom comes home to find me on the table… who knows how long I’ve been stuck up there.