A couple of months ago I wrote about our cat. Our poor cat who used to have the life of luxury, (before we had kids) is often seen creeping around the house with a careful step of each paw. She darts from one room to another in hopes that the kids don't pounce on her, or try to make her ride in a remote control car.
Yesterday, a strange and peculiar thing happened in our house. It was silent. The devil must have been lacing up his ice skates because our entire home was completely quiet...no screaming, yelling, laughing, fighting...our house was as quiet as a mouse. Our baby girl was taking a nap and the three older boys were playing with their legos. On this rare occasion of peace and harmony, our cat usually takes the opportunity to venture out of some hiding spot to "test the waters." After a few minutes I noticed that she was nowhere to be found. I actually began to look for her but couldn't find her anywhere. I asked the boys if they had seen her and they all shook their heads. Humph...that's odd. "Oh well!" I thought...and continued to clean the kitchen.
A few hours later, my husband came home from work and had something in his arms. We all studied him to figure out what it was and he stared back at me with confusion. "How long has the cat been outside?" He asked. As I realized he was holding our indoor cat who never sees the light of day other than when she sits in the window, I gasped. "Are you sure that's our cat?! She was OUTSIDE?! Where did you find her?" My husband held her up to make sure she was in fact ours and said, "I got out of the car and heard a cat meowing. I looked under the neighbor's shrubs and there she was...looking right at me."
The poor cat. The only thing we can figure is that she found her way out in the midst of the hub-bub while we all ran in and out of the house all day. I wish I "spoke cat" to find out if she liked it better in the "jungle out there," or in the one she lives in within our home.
Our daughter decided it was best to keep her "extra safe" from now on and wrapped her in a hat and blanket to keep her warm. She thought it would be best that the cat sleeps in her baby doll's crib from now on too.
You know, Come to think of it, I guess I don't really need to be able to "speak cat" to know what our feline family member is thinking. One look at her face and I think that pretty much says it all...The poor cat.
Yesterday, a strange and peculiar thing happened in our house. It was silent. The devil must have been lacing up his ice skates because our entire home was completely quiet...no screaming, yelling, laughing, fighting...our house was as quiet as a mouse. Our baby girl was taking a nap and the three older boys were playing with their legos. On this rare occasion of peace and harmony, our cat usually takes the opportunity to venture out of some hiding spot to "test the waters." After a few minutes I noticed that she was nowhere to be found. I actually began to look for her but couldn't find her anywhere. I asked the boys if they had seen her and they all shook their heads. Humph...that's odd. "Oh well!" I thought...and continued to clean the kitchen.
A few hours later, my husband came home from work and had something in his arms. We all studied him to figure out what it was and he stared back at me with confusion. "How long has the cat been outside?" He asked. As I realized he was holding our indoor cat who never sees the light of day other than when she sits in the window, I gasped. "Are you sure that's our cat?! She was OUTSIDE?! Where did you find her?" My husband held her up to make sure she was in fact ours and said, "I got out of the car and heard a cat meowing. I looked under the neighbor's shrubs and there she was...looking right at me."
The poor cat. The only thing we can figure is that she found her way out in the midst of the hub-bub while we all ran in and out of the house all day. I wish I "spoke cat" to find out if she liked it better in the "jungle out there," or in the one she lives in within our home.
Our daughter decided it was best to keep her "extra safe" from now on and wrapped her in a hat and blanket to keep her warm. She thought it would be best that the cat sleeps in her baby doll's crib from now on too.
You know, Come to think of it, I guess I don't really need to be able to "speak cat" to know what our feline family member is thinking. One look at her face and I think that pretty much says it all...The poor cat.
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