It became evident yesterday when I'd discovered that I'd locked myself out of my house. "Dammit," I said, as I stood in the foyer. Mia had head the main door open, so she stood behind my house door, expectantly "mewing" for me to come in.
"Mia, I'm coming," I said soothingly.
"Meeee! Meeee!" she squeaked.
I went back outside a surveyed my situation. Hmmm. I decided I would have to go in through the front window. But it wasa tad high, so I needed a ladder.
I saw the woman across the street drive up to her house. As she got out of her car, I crossed the street saying, "Excuse me... hi. I live across the street and locked myself out. I'm going to try to go in the front window. May a borrow a ladder?"
So, there I was, in khaki pants and a light colored shirt, assembling the ladder under my living room window in the wet front bushes. When I was sure it was sturdy, I climbed up and sighed. The screen was locked.
Just then, I started noticing a couple boys walking by. They stopped to look. I pretended not to notice.
I lightly punched my hand through the screen, then tore it back. The window fan was still there, so I had to shove it over as I unfastened the left side of the screen. Mia stood below and cocked her head to one side.
"Well?" I asked. "It's not like you're unlocking the door for me...!"
She cocked her head the other way as if to say, "You're still a loon..."
Finally I successfully lifted the screen. Then I had the daunting task of raising the crappy old window, which seemed to have permanently anchored itself to the window fan. I braced myself and shoved, the used my fist sideways to hit the window. Finally it slid up.
Then I removed the fan, placing it on the floor. Mia ran to the couch and leaped on top of it. From her perch she watched me climb into the livingroom, head first, then drop to the floor, legs hanging out the window.
The neighborhood boys came up to my window. I'd met one of them when I first moved in, but, for the life of me, could not remember his name.
We chatted for a bit and then he asked how Mia was. I told him she was fine and that I'd bring her out on her leash.
Mia allowed me to slip the harness on and away we went! She chased the boys around the front lawn, then surprised all of us when she leaped into the air about 3 feet away from the tree in the yard, and landed about 2 feet up its trunk. Then she started climbing up. When she was eye level with me, she looked back, tail waving, as though she were daring us to chase her.
"Mia!"' I laughed. "You're not a squirrel. Get down from there...!"
The boys were fascinated by Mia and kept telling me how cool she was. Then they said I should come outside more often.
Heh. I miss those days when I could do that. Sucks that I have to work so much.
But it's nice to know Mia and I are considered "The cool girls" on the block. : )