Five Moments With A Cat And One With Cats - Chapter 5 Fifth Momen

Charles convinced Sir to get a cat door so that Knightgale could come and go when he wanted. Sir caved quickly looking at Charles’s pouting face. He agreed but told Charles that they were going to have to lock it during the winter.

But Charles wanted Knightgale to see more of the world than just their yard.

So when Charles saw a leash that was designed for cats he bought it.

“Sir, I got something new for Knightgale,” Charles said that night, when they were eating dinner. Charles had made macaroni and hamburger (he insisted that Knightgale had some too).

“Oh, really?” Sir said with a smirk. He knew that Charles was hiding something from him. He had been acting and Sir had caught him talking to the cat about a gift. “Can I know what it is?”

“So, I was at the store and I saw a cat leash and thought ‘Knightgale probably wants to see more of the world’ so I bought it,” Charles said, bringing it up from his lap. He smiled brightly as he called Knightgale to him.

Knightgale meowed at it suspiciously, which caused both of the men to laugh.

“Trust me Knightgale, I’m sure that you’ll like it,” Charles said petting the cat.

No matter how much asking Charles did, Sir refused to let him take Knightgale out after dinner, when it was getting darker by the moment. “You can do it tomorrow morning, Charles.”

Bright and early the next morning Charles got up, grabbed the cat and forced him into the harness that the leash hooked to.

“Look, Knightgale, I’m not trying to hurt you, I just want you to see what is beyond the yard. Isn’t that going to be so cool?” Charles gave up on talking to the cat when it stopped meowing back at him.

It suffices to say that Knightgale hated the harness.

He laid down on the floor, not moving. Sir chuckled at the cat being overdramatic, but Charles just found it concerning.

“What if he doesn’t like the harness?”

“It’s obvious he doesn’t.”

“Do you think it’s still a good idea to take him out?”

“Yes,” Sir responded to the question every time that Charles had asked it. Knightgale needed to go out and try to make cat friends. It looked like he was getting lonely being the only cat here. And it wasn’t like there were other cats at the mill.

After a couple days of Knightgale being in the harness, he gave up on being dramatic. He had gotten used to the harness and was acting like normal. So Charles decided that it was time.

He attached the actual leash part to the harness.

And left.

The hardest thing to do, Charles quickly realized, is wait for the cat to walk. He definitely didn’t want to drag his cat around. That would suck for him and for Knightgale.

So he patiently waited as Knightgale walked down the sidewalk. He smelled almost everything that he came into contact with, which was slightly annoying to Charles, but he could handle it.

Charles opted to walk around the block to not overload Knightgale.

Once they made it home, Charles took off the harness.

And before Knightgale went to sleep, he meowed in happiness.