I know you think I was probably drugged to go Out of Doors but I wasn't. I actually liked going Out of Doors. Of course I merfed every 15 seconds to make sure I was still in ear shot of Latte who meowed back to me (but I really just think he was jealous I was Out of Doors). This is our driveway and I walked down there all by myself with the LL in tow. I wouldn't let her get more than 2 feet away from me or I'd up the merfing levels and make it sound like there is a baby in our house that she tortures.
I really did like my outing and when I went back In Doors I ran around and was very proud of myself. It was fun, maybe I'm just getting older and loosing some of my fears?