Meow. Mom has been allowing me to go into the backyard as long as I am supervised. Basically that means that she doesn't really let me get off the patio. Usually Mom leaves the sliding door open so that if the furry beasts start to chase me, I can run back into the house. The other night, Mom caught the boy furry beast and me just chilling in front of the door. She took some pictures of us, but couldn't get both of us to look at the camera at the same time.
I really like my adventures into the back yard. It's nice to get out of the house sometimes.