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The Case of the Missing Thud
I had turned in for the night and heard a faint, high-pitched meow.
It didn't sound familiar, so my first thought was "it must be Thud." She' s very quiet, aside from having a room-shaking purr when she's around Giovanni, so her meow isn't something I'd recognize. It occurred to me that I hadn't seen her for a while. I got up, turned on the light, and started looking for Thud. My wife was watching TV, and thought she hadn't seen Thud for a couple of hours. I kept calling her, which was perfectly useless because she won't ever condescend to even look up at me when I'm calling her from three feet away. I went all over the house, looking under furniture, in closets - no sign of Thud. In a panic, I started opening all the doors to the outside, calling her. If she got out, I'd be in a heap of trouble because she can't be picked up and normally runs if I get near her. No reflective eyeballs were in the yard. I returned to the inside and kept looking everywhere. Then, by a stroke of luck, I walked by my big paper shredder. It has a 4x8" opening so one can reach into the receptacle to remove the shredded paper. And there, looking up at me through the opening, was Thud! Apparently she had jumped down into the bin, and didn't feel confident about getting out. So, given the captive audience, I gave her a minute or two of head rubs. I lifted the heavy shredding unit off of the bin, and out jumped Thud, happy to be free. |
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The Case of the Missing Thud
On 12/25/2013 1:22 AM, Art Shapiro wrote:
I had turned in for the night and heard a faint, high-pitched meow. It didn't sound familiar, so my first thought was "it must be Thud." She' s very quiet, aside from having a room-shaking purr when she's around Giovanni, so her meow isn't something I'd recognize. It occurred to me that I hadn't seen her for a while. I got up, turned on the light, and started looking for Thud. My wife was watching TV, and thought she hadn't seen Thud for a couple of hours. I kept calling her, which was perfectly useless because she won't ever condescend to even look up at me when I'm calling her from three feet away. I went all over the house, looking under furniture, in closets - no sign of Thud. In a panic, I started opening all the doors to the outside, calling her. If she got out, I'd be in a heap of trouble because she can't be picked up and normally runs if I get near her. No reflective eyeballs were in the yard. I returned to the inside and kept looking everywhere. Then, by a stroke of luck, I walked by my big paper shredder. It has a 4x8" opening so one can reach into the receptacle to remove the shredded paper. And there, looking up at me through the opening, was Thud! Apparently she had jumped down into the bin, and didn't feel confident about getting out. So, given the captive audience, I gave her a minute or two of head rubs. I lifted the heavy shredding unit off of the bin, and out jumped Thud, happy to be free. OMG! Funny, but it's a good think you didn't shred Thud! It sounds like you'll need to be on your toes with her around. Jill |
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The Case of the Missing Thud
On 12/25/2013 12:53 PM, Judith Latham wrote:
Poor thud. So how long do you think she'd been in there? I think in Thud's eyes you are now chief rescuer. I doubt it was more than a couple of hours, so no big deal. But I worry when I lose track of any of the owners. Unfortunately, in Thud's eyes, I'm just the clown who puts out food and periodically torments her by trying to give a little affection. Art |
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The Case of the Missing Thud
"Art Shapiro" wrote in message
... On 12/25/2013 12:53 PM, Judith Latham wrote: Poor thud. So how long do you think she'd been in there? I think in Thud's eyes you are now chief rescuer. I doubt it was more than a couple of hours, so no big deal. But I worry when I lose track of any of the owners. Unfortunately, in Thud's eyes, I'm just the clown who puts out food and periodically torments her by trying to give a little affection. Art Give her time. -- Joy Uluru (Ayers Rock) The Rock stands alone Glowing in the dying sun Capturing my heart. -- Australia Haiku by Joy Gaylord |
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