He panicked and flew toward the flames. I was able to grab the little guy before he was barbecued. Strange how he acted just like a moth. Tinker survived another great adventure and so did we. Everyone in our neighborhood owns a cat.
Lots have dogs.
A few like us even have birds. It seems all of the cats know about Tinker now. They either surf the web or word gets from whisker to whisker. We think Lucky actually pried the back screen door open with his paw. Keeping a bird is not easy, harm seems perilously close almost all of the time.