Got her!!!

She is now in her closet in the computer room once again, resting from a
long, energetic day of exploring. And I want to thank you all for purrs
and words of encouragement. I guess I'm just an overprotective mama.

Blessed be,
Baha

Yeah!

She is now in her closet in the computer room once again, resting from a
long, energetic day of exploring. And I want to thank you all for purrs
and words of encouragement. I guess I'm just an overprotective mama.

Blessed be,
Baha

Yeah!

She is now in her closet in the computer room once again, resting from a
long, energetic day of exploring. And I want to thank you all for purrs
and words of encouragement. I guess I'm just an overprotective mama.

Blessed be,
Baha

Yeah!

"Singh" wrote in message
...
Louie has decided to paint the entire basement stark raving white, the
better to see Odessa by.

We found her at last.

YAY! Glad you have found her again, even if you did get cussed out in
Russian for your troubles.

Yowie

"Singh" wrote in message
...
Louie has decided to paint the entire basement stark raving white, the
better to see Odessa by.

We found her at last.

YAY! Glad you have found her again, even if you did get cussed out in
Russian for your troubles.

Yowie

"Singh" wrote in message
...
Louie has decided to paint the entire basement stark raving white, the
better to see Odessa by.

We found her at last.

YAY! Glad you have found her again, even if you did get cussed out in
Russian for your troubles.

Yowie

I'm glad you have her where you know where she is now. I know that
panicky feeling when you can't find them.

--
Joy

"You can never do a kindness too soon because you never know how soon it
will be too late." - Ralph Waldo Emerson


"Singh" wrote in message
...
Louie has decided to paint the entire basement stark raving white, the
better to see Odessa by.

We found her at last. There is an old dresser in the basement where we
store out of season, and out of size, clothing, and my husband found
her
tail sticking out from behind. He called me down fo reinforcements. I
never thought a cat could get under there, but I had quite
underestimated Odessa. She's very small, possibly the runt of her
litter: at a year and a half old, she is a couple of pounds lighter
and
considerably smaller than our 9 month old Brandy. We lifted the
dresser,
and Odessa shouted some Russian obscenities at us. Being Polish, I
understood part of them. Thus began a frantic game of Chase the Kitty
that had us running all over the basement. We finally found her inside
a
drawer of this old bar the previous owners had set up down there, and
I
got her out under protest. She swore at me all the way up the stairs,
stopping only when she realized there was food to be had.

She is now in her closet in the computer room once again, resting from
a
long, energetic day of exploring. And I want to thank you all for
purrs
and words of encouragement. I guess I'm just an overprotective mama.

Blessed be,
Baha

I'm glad you have her where you know where she is now. I know that
panicky feeling when you can't find them.

--
Joy

"You can never do a kindness too soon because you never know how soon it
will be too late." - Ralph Waldo Emerson


"Singh" wrote in message
...
Louie has decided to paint the entire basement stark raving white, the
better to see Odessa by.

We found her at last. There is an old dresser in the basement where we
store out of season, and out of size, clothing, and my husband found
her
tail sticking out from behind. He called me down fo reinforcements. I
never thought a cat could get under there, but I had quite
underestimated Odessa. She's very small, possibly the runt of her
litter: at a year and a half old, she is a couple of pounds lighter
and
considerably smaller than our 9 month old Brandy. We lifted the
dresser,
and Odessa shouted some Russian obscenities at us. Being Polish, I
understood part of them. Thus began a frantic game of Chase the Kitty
that had us running all over the basement. We finally found her inside
a
drawer of this old bar the previous owners had set up down there, and
I
got her out under protest. She swore at me all the way up the stairs,
stopping only when she realized there was food to be had.

She is now in her closet in the computer room once again, resting from
a
long, energetic day of exploring. And I want to thank you all for
purrs
and words of encouragement. I guess I'm just an overprotective mama.

Blessed be,
Baha

I'm glad you have her where you know where she is now. I know that
panicky feeling when you can't find them.

--
Joy

"You can never do a kindness too soon because you never know how soon it
will be too late." - Ralph Waldo Emerson


"Singh" wrote in message
...
Louie has decided to paint the entire basement stark raving white, the
better to see Odessa by.

We found her at last. There is an old dresser in the basement where we
store out of season, and out of size, clothing, and my husband found
her
tail sticking out from behind. He called me down fo reinforcements. I
never thought a cat could get under there, but I had quite
underestimated Odessa. She's very small, possibly the runt of her
litter: at a year and a half old, she is a couple of pounds lighter
and
considerably smaller than our 9 month old Brandy. We lifted the
dresser,
and Odessa shouted some Russian obscenities at us. Being Polish, I
understood part of them. Thus began a frantic game of Chase the Kitty
that had us running all over the basement. We finally found her inside
a
drawer of this old bar the previous owners had set up down there, and
I
got her out under protest. She swore at me all the way up the stairs,
stopping only when she realized there was food to be had.

She is now in her closet in the computer room once again, resting from
a
long, energetic day of exploring. And I want to thank you all for
purrs
and words of encouragement. I guess I'm just an overprotective mama.

Blessed be,
Baha

whew phew She wasn't far away after all!
Very naughty girl, doesn't she realise how lucky she is?
Of course not. Cats exist to make you suffer.

Tweed


"Singh" wrote in message
...
Louie has decided to paint the entire basement stark raving white, the
better to see Odessa by.

We found her at last. There is an old dresser in the basement where we
store out of season, and out of size, clothing, and my husband found her
tail sticking out from behind. He called me down fo reinforcements. I
never thought a cat could get under there, but I had quite
underestimated Odessa. She's very small, possibly the runt of her
litter: at a year and a half old, she is a couple of pounds lighter and
considerably smaller than our 9 month old Brandy. We lifted the dresser,
and Odessa shouted some Russian obscenities at us. Being Polish, I
understood part of them. Thus began a frantic game of Chase the Kitty
that had us running all over the basement. We finally found her inside a
drawer of this old bar the previous owners had set up down there, and I
got her out under protest. She swore at me all the way up the stairs,
stopping only when she realized there was food to be had.

She is now in her closet in the computer room once again, resting from a
long, energetic day of exploring. And I want to thank you all for purrs
and words of encouragement. I guess I'm just an overprotective mama.

Blessed be,
Baha