What happened that fateful day I found the front door wide open and Rooney standing under a bush in the rain? There is no real
way of finding out- but here is Theory #1. First, the front door blows open. The boys gaze outside longingly - freedom beckons.
Rooney, the impetuous one walks outside. Rufus, the cautious, sensible one watches his brother from the dry, warm safety of the front hall. "Wow, it's wet out here and cold - I better find shelter", thinks Rooney as soon as he gets down the front steps. So he goes under the Yew tree and cowers mewling pitifully. This desperate mewling attracts the attention of a wandering neighbourhood cat- namely "Mr. Furry Black Interloper". He walks over, ignores the wimpy Rooney and walks in the open door to get out of the cold. Rufus is agast! Just like he predicted bad things have started to happen as soon as his brother ventured unwisely out into the cold, cruel world. The Interloper walks around like he owns the place. Even eating the boy's Hairball Preventing Weight Maintenance Indoor Cat kibble. (Delicious, by the way, even if it does look like rabbit droppings, the intruder notes, thoughtfully). Then, just as Rufus is about to pass out from the sheer outrage of this in walks the Big Cat with Rooney right beside him. Tomorrow, we will continue with Theory #2 of what happened. Stand by. xxx dad
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