Charlie has been spending most of his time upstairs. Although he’s gotten MUCH braver as time goes on, our two dogs still freak him out a bit.
Yesterday my mom took the dogs on a walk and Charlie ventured downstairs. I was by the back door organizing the MOUNTAIN of stuff that I’m moving down to NC with me, and I decided to let Charlie outside. He LOVED it.
Here are some pictures.
At this point he’s saying, “Where the heck am I?”
At first he stayed only on the deck and sniffed every last square inch.
But after a while, he got brave enough to venture down the steps.
And then into the mulch.
And then finally on the grass! He’s like…this stuff is weird.
What a handsome kitty!
He spent about half an hour outside, carefully walking through the grass, sniffing everything and overall being very cautious. I’m not ready for him to be an outside cat, but I think chaperoned trips outside are okay once in a while.