Ding Returns from the Mothership

I am so very happy for you, Howard! Give that boy some scritches from me.
Christine
"Howard Berkowitz" wrote in message
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I spent another largely sleepless night worrying about Ding, as well as
a large number of real-world things like house repair before
refinancing, doing contracts, getting more contracts, etc.

After getting to sleep at about 3AM, being cuddled tightly by Mr. Clark,
I woke up again at around 6, and decided to get up since I wasn't
sleeping. At about 7:30, it became obvious that I wasn't going to get to
sleep, so I walked into the kitchen.

Suddenly, from the open basement door in the kitchen, a gray streak shot
by. It was Ding.

Has he been hiding in the basement for a week, and the sightings are of
another gray cat?

Is there an opening to the basement that I don't know about and he does?
Did he get in and out of a window, although there's nothing that would
be open at ground level? I've closed the door to the basement tightly
and will inspect closely later. I havent

WHERE THE H*LL WAS HE? OK, Mothership. You've got somebody up there
with a sick sense of humor.

My intuition is that he was outside and just got in, as he is extremely
excited and still running around. He just started eating, and Mr. Clark
sniffed him approvingly. While he's skittish about being touched by more
than a fingertip, he seems clean -- if he was outside, he took good care
of himself. Maybe the basement outside door wasn't tightly shut and he
got in -- I will check later.

Anyway, he's loudly running around my office, jumping on and off things,
letting his nose be touched, and making loud RROWS.

Oops--he now jumped on top of the monitor wanting to be petted, and
licked my hand. He's calming down and wanting to be scratched. Might be
a little thinner, but he still has a firm tummy,

I am mystified.

"Howard Berkowitz" wrote in message
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I spent another largely sleepless night worrying about Ding, as well as
a large number of real-world things like house repair before
refinancing, doing contracts, getting more contracts, etc.

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Suddenly, from the open basement door in the kitchen, a gray streak shot
by. It was Ding.

Finally, some good news! Glad Ding is home safely, although I bet you'll
never find out where he went.

Yowie

"Howard Berkowitz" wrote in message
...
I spent another largely sleepless night worrying about Ding, as well as
a large number of real-world things like house repair before
refinancing, doing contracts, getting more contracts, etc.

snip

Suddenly, from the open basement door in the kitchen, a gray streak shot
by. It was Ding.

Finally, some good news! Glad Ding is home safely, although I bet you'll
never find out where he went.

Yowie

"Howard Berkowitz" wrote in message
...
I spent another largely sleepless night worrying about Ding, as well as
a large number of real-world things like house repair before
refinancing, doing contracts, getting more contracts, etc.

snip

Suddenly, from the open basement door in the kitchen, a gray streak shot
by. It was Ding.

Finally, some good news! Glad Ding is home safely, although I bet you'll
never find out where he went.

Yowie

I'm *SOOOOO* glad ... and mystified as well .... that your Ding is back
where he belongs. It sounds like a b#stard cat trick of high order.

Susan M
Still shaking after losing Otis

"Howard Berkowitz" wrote in message
...
I spent another largely sleepless night worrying about Ding, as well as
a large number of real-world things like house repair before
refinancing, doing contracts, getting more contracts, etc.
..

I'm *SOOOOO* glad ... and mystified as well .... that your Ding is back
where he belongs. It sounds like a b#stard cat trick of high order.

Susan M
Still shaking after losing Otis

"Howard Berkowitz" wrote in message
...
I spent another largely sleepless night worrying about Ding, as well as
a large number of real-world things like house repair before
refinancing, doing contracts, getting more contracts, etc.
..

I'm *SOOOOO* glad ... and mystified as well .... that your Ding is back
where he belongs. It sounds like a b#stard cat trick of high order.

Susan M
Still shaking after losing Otis

"Howard Berkowitz" wrote in message
...
I spent another largely sleepless night worrying about Ding, as well as
a large number of real-world things like house repair before
refinancing, doing contracts, getting more contracts, etc.
..

In article shM1d.431743$gE.380271@pd7tw3no, "Susan M" smawdsley
remove @shaw.ca wrote:

I'm *SOOOOO* glad ... and mystified as well .... that your Ding is back
where he belongs. It sounds like a b#stard cat trick of high order.

Susan M
Still shaking after losing Otis


Indeed. I just checked the basement, and all windows and the door are
closed. The windows are pretty high even if one somehow was open -- I
once locked myself out, broke the lowest one, and then broke my ankle
diving through.

The door was umlocked, but it seemed unlikely that it blew open and then
shut.

On the next floor, there was one window whose top half was partially
open, and where Ding liked to look out. Still, that was a good 15 feet
from the ground.

The main house basement is underground, with the lot sloping to the
back, where there is a very well-constructed addition.

He's calmed down now, although still wanting a lot of attention, and is
curled up on top of Mr. Clark. During the crisis, Mr. Clark would lie
on my computer table, to the right of the trackball, and keep moving his
rump leftward until the keyboard was shifted about 2 feet. Now, they are
both doing it.

In article shM1d.431743$gE.380271@pd7tw3no, "Susan M" smawdsley
remove @shaw.ca wrote:

I'm *SOOOOO* glad ... and mystified as well .... that your Ding is back
where he belongs. It sounds like a b#stard cat trick of high order.

Susan M
Still shaking after losing Otis


Indeed. I just checked the basement, and all windows and the door are
closed. The windows are pretty high even if one somehow was open -- I
once locked myself out, broke the lowest one, and then broke my ankle
diving through.

The door was umlocked, but it seemed unlikely that it blew open and then
shut.

On the next floor, there was one window whose top half was partially
open, and where Ding liked to look out. Still, that was a good 15 feet
from the ground.

The main house basement is underground, with the lot sloping to the
back, where there is a very well-constructed addition.

He's calmed down now, although still wanting a lot of attention, and is
curled up on top of Mr. Clark. During the crisis, Mr. Clark would lie
on my computer table, to the right of the trackball, and keep moving his
rump leftward until the keyboard was shifted about 2 feet. Now, they are
both doing it.

In article shM1d.431743$gE.380271@pd7tw3no, "Susan M" smawdsley
remove @shaw.ca wrote:

I'm *SOOOOO* glad ... and mystified as well .... that your Ding is back
where he belongs. It sounds like a b#stard cat trick of high order.

Susan M
Still shaking after losing Otis


Indeed. I just checked the basement, and all windows and the door are
closed. The windows are pretty high even if one somehow was open -- I
once locked myself out, broke the lowest one, and then broke my ankle
diving through.

The door was umlocked, but it seemed unlikely that it blew open and then
shut.

On the next floor, there was one window whose top half was partially
open, and where Ding liked to look out. Still, that was a good 15 feet
from the ground.

The main house basement is underground, with the lot sloping to the
back, where there is a very well-constructed addition.

He's calmed down now, although still wanting a lot of attention, and is
curled up on top of Mr. Clark. During the crisis, Mr. Clark would lie
on my computer table, to the right of the trackball, and keep moving his
rump leftward until the keyboard was shifted about 2 feet. Now, they are
both doing it.