Yesterday I was working at home, completely dressed en femme, hair makeup the whole getup. I was in the office & heard the back storm door
slam shut. I thought the damn cat let himself out. He is a pedigree (indoor) cat & never gets out unescourted. This cat knows how to jump up on the counter & hit the storm door latch to open the door himself. So there I am
fully en femme & have to run out in the back yard (in my heels) & catch the
darn pussy cat! I usually don't run around the yard fully dressed in broad daylite but I had no choice. Damn outed by my cat. I really don't know if anybody say me but it could be interesting if the subject ever comes up.
That was my excitement for the day, any one else have an unusual story?
Luv,
Jamie