Weird cats...

I'm working from home today (I am SO happy I left Stater Bros), sitting
in the living room plugging away on my Perl code on the laptop - love
those wireless connections. Back door is open, Amelia, Tabitha and Cleo
are outside sunning themselves while Sammuel R kitten naps beside me.

Without warning, Amelia and Tabitha streak through the back door like
their tails are on fire. Tabitha screeches to a halt in the kitchen and
takes up her favorite perch on top of my spare Sun monitor, but Amelia
continues down the hallway and disappears into the bedroom. I poke my
head out the back door to see what's going on - nothing notable out
there, just Cleo dozing in her usual place by the gate.

I went into the bedroom to check on Amelia and found her under the bed
on top of the under-bed plastic storage boxes. That's quite a feat, as
Amelia is rather "gravitationally gifted" and the space on top of the
boxes (one of Sammy's favorite hideouts) is pretty small. She seems ok,
purrs up a storm as I pet her. I leave her alone, and a couple of
minutes later she comes ambling down the hallway as if nothing had
happened. She and Tabitha then both wander back outside.

Weird cats...

Dan


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ROFL!!!

Must've been an instruction from the Mothership!!!


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Angela and Gizmo

"Daniel Mahoney" wrote in message
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I'm working from home today (I am SO happy I left Stater Bros), sitting
in the living room plugging away on my Perl code on the laptop - love
those wireless connections. Back door is open, Amelia, Tabitha and Cleo
are outside sunning themselves while Sammuel R kitten naps beside me.

Without warning, Amelia and Tabitha streak through the back door like
their tails are on fire. Tabitha screeches to a halt in the kitchen and
takes up her favorite perch on top of my spare Sun monitor, but Amelia
continues down the hallway and disappears into the bedroom. I poke my
head out the back door to see what's going on - nothing notable out
there, just Cleo dozing in her usual place by the gate.

I went into the bedroom to check on Amelia and found her under the bed
on top of the under-bed plastic storage boxes. That's quite a feat, as
Amelia is rather "gravitationally gifted" and the space on top of the
boxes (one of Sammy's favorite hideouts) is pretty small. She seems ok,
purrs up a storm as I pet her. I leave her alone, and a couple of
minutes later she comes ambling down the hallway as if nothing had
happened. She and Tabitha then both wander back outside.

Weird cats...

Dan


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