great escape(s)

Chester  busted out twice this past weekend.
On Saturday we came home from running errands and my fella was in the garage when fuzzer came round the bend.
Upon further inspection, we found this:

yes, he busted through the screen. 

Little bugger.

Then yesterday, I was carrying a laundry basket downstairs and could hear cats fighting.

It suddenly registered that I hadn't seen Chester since I woke up.

I dropped the basket and booked it outside.

To find this:

Did he take a run at it?

That's a big hole!

I was frantic.

I ran around the neighbourhood and asked everyone I saw if they'd seen him.

Big white cat with brown spots. 

One neighbour said that he hadn't seen him today but earlier in the weekend.

He was fighting with another cat next to the fence!

My Chester is a scrapper!

I wanted to know - did he pick the fight or was it self defense?

I got the cat treats.

I left the garage door open since he had found it on Saturday.

I waited for my fella to get home.

I kept running out to the street for fear of finding him lying in a gutter 

(busy road. people exceed the speed limit all the time. I've had two cats get hit by cars. I was panicking big time.)

I walked down the driveway and turned to find him cowering under a chair on the front step.

I ran over and scooped him up and took him in the house where I proceeded to check him over while crying with relief.

We've lived apartments since we've had our cats so this has never been a concern but now - clearly it's a problem.

He came back with a few war wounds:

see the mark on his nose?

it's new.

there's also a scratch across his nose that isn't usually there.

but clearly he's ok.

I was more traumatized than him.

He still wants to go out!

I closed all of the windows before leaving for work this morning so I'll go home to a stuffy house.

But hopefully one with two cats!