Chonky slipped out when I opened the door to grab a package. I nearly slammed the door on him.
He slipped through the fence to the dog run. I had to go around the building to get him. I grabbed him, and then immediately stepped in a hole, twisted my knees and an ankle, and fell down hard.
Chonky ran. Took me a minute to be able to stand. I limped around, couldn't find him.
He came back a few minutes later, but my ankle is hugely swollen and my knees are wobbly
Cats will be the death of me.
Got all those going on but the compression. Wonder if I can DoorDash an ace bandage this time of night.
@tyghebright l guess you could try ( from a woman who has never door dashed anything)
I’d use a scarf myself