I'm getting to hate Poof's meows!
A couple of days ago he was suppose to go for a second visit to the vet to get his shots (bloodwork resuts came in all negative - he's healthy).
For the very first time, the night before (Wednesday night) I went to bed with him still in the house - it had almost happened on Tuesday too. At 2 in the morning he wanted out. And his meow, meow, meow meow, meow ... never let up until he got what he wanted. He came back in at 4 AM, as he often does, but didn't stay long.
My problem at this point is that I have to make sure he's in the house in order to get him to his 9:30 appointment. Within ten minutes, his persistent meowing started up again. I let him out again, like I had two weeks earlier hoping that providence would intervene and have him return - and he did, at around 6:30.
Within 15 minutes he was back at it, meowing his head off - not loudly, but without respite. I tried the 'NO' thing - didn't work this time. I tried to distract him with petting, brushing and playing with a ribon and the dangling string of wool - again, the result were short term at best. He wanted out.
Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow ...
I couldn't handle it. I let him out yet again - and he didn't come back in until suppertime.
I even went out around 9 and called out to him, gently approached him, first to the back of the house, then into the neighbour's very cluttered back yard, up their driveway, around the front of my house ... and never got closer than 15 feet of him.
Needless to say, I had to cancel and make a new appointment for Monday.
I'm getting to hate Poof's meow. It's so much more irritating than Tache's near muteness. Maybe Poof is the norm and Tache is the unusual one. But I'm spoiled now and having trouble accepting Poof's individuality.