“Rejoice with those who rejoice; mourn with those who mourn.” Romans 12:15
Remember the orange cat?
He’s grown up nicely into a very sweet loving kitty cat that I love
despite his color and has provided us loads of entertainment with his sweet
gestures of flopping down in front of where ever we may walk wanting us to rub
his belly. He’s also started a little
game with us called “Sneak into the House”.
It all started about a month ago when we had a little cold
snap. The kids wanted to bring him
in.
Okay, it was me. I
thought his little kitty paws might be cold.
Anyway, I let him wander around the house and he found a
wonderful spot called “Under the Bed”.
He could hide just behind the dust ruffle and then when he noticed I sat
down on the floor right on the other side of the dust ruffle to play with him,
he could sink his claws right into my bottom causing me to holler and my son to
almost wet his pants from laughter. It
was quite the little game we had going.
Ha ha, hee hee.
Then he found that if he moved to the exact center of Under
the Bed, no human arm could reach him.
Well, it had been so long since we’d had a cat in the house, I’d
forgotten about flushing them out from Under the Bed with the broom handle, so
we just let him be, thinking he’d come out when he was ready.
We thought he’d come to us.
But he decided to go out the other way and see what adventures he could
find in the rest of the house. What he
found was the Hamster Cage!!
We found him with front paws wrapped completely around the
hamster cage, and his kitty nose pressed in desperation up against the thin
bars that separated him from his prey, and a look of unfathomable luck upon his
face. We had to practically pry his
claws off of the cage and sent him back outside.
And then he had to live with the fact that we keep tasty cat
treats in a cage in a nice warm house.
And it was just too much for him to live with.
So, for the past several weeks we’ve occasionally found
Sunny hiding under the bed waiting for the right moment in which to unleash his
Master Plan. Lying in wait, I believe it
is called.
He’d only made it into the room with the hamsters a couple
of times, but was quickly discovered and ushered back to his natural outdoor habitat. Sunny practiced his murderous skills several
times in the past few weeks, picking off several birds that have visited my
bird feeders. He’s left their lifeless
bodies on my front porch as a sign of things to come.
Or maybe affection.
Depends on who you ask.
And so it was tonight that Sunny decided to finally unleash
his Master Plan for either liberating the hamsters or having a tasty
treat.
I had left with the children to return two friends to their
home, and the hub sat at the kitchen table working a Sudoku puzzle and reading
the newspaper. Sunny apparently sneaked
in the laundry room door when one of the four children was exiting the house to
get into the car. In my mind, he
probably went straight for the center of Under the Bed to wait for the perfect
moment.
So while the hub was enjoying an otherwise uneventful quiet
moment to himself, Sunny pounced. He
jumped on the top of the hamster cage, ripping it from its perch on a stand by
the window, knocking a hamster bedroom insert completely away from the cage
itself, and exposing a large gaping hole through which he would retrieve his
snack. Unfortunately his plan did not
include the hub grabbing him by the scruff of his neck, spanking his bottom,
and depositing him back outdoors so quickly.
Pine pellets and hamster bedding slung all over the floor,
it wasn’t surprising that the hamsters had escaped. The elder of the hamsters has been out at
least on one other occasion since we’ve had her and she tends to run in a
circle around the cage until the humans show up, but the other hamster is young
and new and really doesn’t care for humans that much in the first place, so she
decided to make a run for it.
The hub said he could see her hiding behind the cabinet
peeking at him, but as soon as she noticed he saw her, she would run to another
spot. The hamsters are robo dwarf
hamsters, which the lady at PetSmart said meant “fast”. The hub confirmed this definition after
having several misses in catching the baby hamster before snagging her back
into her cage.
I returned after depositing the excess children at their
home and found the hub at the table reading the newspaper and working a Sudoku puzzle. He told me of all his action while I was out
and I thought I would die laughing. He
didn’t find the experience as funny as I did.
Probably a classic case of: “Guess you (didn’t have) to be there!”
The pine pellets and hamster bedding still remain on the floor.
He’ll probably laugh tomorrow when I have to clean them up!
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