Of Phonecalls and Cats
Oct. 31st, 2004 02:08 amI talked to
hyare on the phone! Hee! And then she talked to my mom. *eyes mom* She's been tight lipped about it all. I think I was a little less nervous while talking than I was last time (once we passed the "I want to say... I don't know" stage which gave me a moment to do some (lame) mocking, yaay!). *bounces* I'm gonna meet her. So excited (and nervous)!
When I get downstairs after the call I find my mom arguing with a kitten. (Well not a small kitten but not a full grown cat either.) The cat is wearing some sort of collar with a small bell on it but seems to be pretty sure that she lives in our house. I manage to catch it and immediatly she starts purring and squirming at the same time. I put her outside and she seems a bit stunned but that's that. Until two minutes later, I hear a cat miaowing in the hall again. Yups, kitten is back. I pick her up again, ask her where she's from but of course no reply. This time I wait for my mom to close off the basement before I throw her out. Wasn't easy as the cat was faster turning back than I was in closing the door.
A bit later, the kitten is standing outside the sliding door, putting up a "I'm pathetic" show. Misty is sitting right beside her and they're somewhat arguing but not fighting. I catch the kitten again to check but she has no adress on the collar (nope, she insists she lives with us). So I put her outside again and she keeps miaowing at the front door. She's gone now, finally, but I wonder if she's lost. Poor kitty.
When I get downstairs after the call I find my mom arguing with a kitten. (Well not a small kitten but not a full grown cat either.) The cat is wearing some sort of collar with a small bell on it but seems to be pretty sure that she lives in our house. I manage to catch it and immediatly she starts purring and squirming at the same time. I put her outside and she seems a bit stunned but that's that. Until two minutes later, I hear a cat miaowing in the hall again. Yups, kitten is back. I pick her up again, ask her where she's from but of course no reply. This time I wait for my mom to close off the basement before I throw her out. Wasn't easy as the cat was faster turning back than I was in closing the door.
A bit later, the kitten is standing outside the sliding door, putting up a "I'm pathetic" show. Misty is sitting right beside her and they're somewhat arguing but not fighting. I catch the kitten again to check but she has no adress on the collar (nope, she insists she lives with us). So I put her outside again and she keeps miaowing at the front door. She's gone now, finally, but I wonder if she's lost. Poor kitty.
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Date: 2004-10-31 11:30 am (UTC)