I can beat this. My cats are mostly uninterested in the Great Outdoors, but once in awhile their curiosity kicks in and they sneak out a door. Last time it happened, the Tuxedo, Gizmo, ran out to the back porch where I was standing and fortunate enough to witness the entire thing. He ran out to the porch, ran around the small strip on the side of the house, and a squirrel, sitting on the fence above, promptly dropped a sandwich on his head. Yes the squirrel was sitting there holding a sandwich. And seeing Gizmo, dropped it on his head. Gizmo ran inside, and the Great Outdoors lost its charms for another couple of years.
