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“Just feed him twice a day, breakfast at eight, and dinner at seven. Scooter is a little shy so he might hide under your bed the first few hours but he will come out,” Ned said, handing Peter the cat carrier. Scooter was an orange and white cat and terrified out of his mind.
Scooter was curled up into a small ball in the back of the carrier.
Ned stuck his fingers through the bars of the carrier and Scooter came up to it and purred. “He will warm up to you guys, I promise, Pete. Oh and uh, it sounds silly but he likes to be outside. But only if he’s on his harness and leash.”
A few days later, Peter was outside with Scooter on a leash. Peter crouched down and scratched the cat behind the ears. “It’s okay, Scoot. You’re safe.”
The poor cat was freaking out so much that Peter decided to take him inside. He grabbed his keys out of his pocket, attempting to balance the cat in the crook of one arm but that made Scooter unhappy.
Peter dropped the cat onto the floor and stepped on the leash, making sure the cat could rip it out from under him. He slid the key into the lock and went to grab Scooter. But the harness was empty.
Scooter stood four feet away from the harness, looking ready to run. Peter slowly crouched down and tried to coax the cat back into his reach.
Peter slowly moved toward the cat, trying his best to not startle him. Unfortunately for Peter, Scooter high-tailed it out of there.
“Dad?! Papa?! S-Scoot-Scooter r-ran away…” Peter shouted bursting into the compound.