The Wrath of Dawn
TEH EVIL. THEY HAZ IT.
Friggin' cats. Who'd have one?I've got three. Not my idea, but nevertheless, I share my humble abode with three (3) cats.
So, I'm innocently working away at the computer this evening, when I hear the rustling of a plastic bag.
I investigate. No sign of anything amiss.
I sit back down.
*rustle, rustle*
I investigate again. There is a skein of wool lying in the middle of the hallway, with the telltale signs of cat interference.
I pick it up and put it back into the bedroom closet, puzzled as to how any of the cats got hold of it.
Sit back down.
*rustle, rustle*
Again, I investigate. Yet another skein of wool, this one in the middle of the living room. I put it back. And notice the rustling sound is coming from underneathe my bed...
I look underneath... and find a plastic bag, previously full of skeins of wool, formerly in my closet.
The little shysters have managed to get hold of the plastic bag, drag it out of the closet and they were clever enough to hide it under the bed!
Friggin' cats. Who'd have one?
(You can have three if you like. I'll even pay the shipping.)
Posted by WrathofDawn at 10:21 p.m.
12 Comments:
Pseudonymph: I think your coat is under the bed...
Smartycats!
Oh, very good, Pseudonymph.
I'd have 'em, but you know, the landlord and all.
And the length of time it takes for Canada Post to get through... it may well have been exactly this situation that led to Schroedinger's postulations.
TRT: You can have one of mine.
Having more then two cats is not natural. I have 6. Does that tell you something?
Rik: this tells us a lot of things...
I have two. No cardigans.
Rik, do you by chance live on a farm? You could always pawn them off as barn cats. Unless you do own a cardigan then all bets are off, I think.
Yes, damn that Russell.
I believe if I attempted to send a cat via Canada Post/Royal Mail (and why does the fault lie at the feet of Canada Post, I ask? Might not the fault be that perhaps the Royal Mail uses hedgehogs and badgers as delivery people? At least puffins can fly.) where was I?
Oh, yes. A cat sent by mail would undoubtedly be an ex-cat upon arrival. A former cat, who has shuffled off this mortal coil and joined the bleedin' choir eternal.
I have cats and cardigans. There's no hope for me, is there?
Although, in my defence, I do live in the frozen north and cardigans are just part of the survival strategy.
I must say, I am heartened by all these comments so immediately after posting. I was expecting this:
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That, or Gepetto stepping on Jiminy.
I would love to come & get all three. But I'm allergic to all things furry.
You always hear cats who have lived for 10 months in a shipping container or whatever ... I am sure if you sent them express they would survive.
You know, there's good eatin' on cats.
I'm just sayin'.
Yes, yes. I have one cranky old bastard (15 years old) that just gives everyone the evil eye when he's not sleeping or screaming for his dinner..
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