Monday, March 15th, 2010 | Author:

So I’m working at the computer yesterday. Yes, working. I’m diligently researching and writing the book I started many moons ago. The hard part is staying focused and not getting distracted by the news of the day and tales of my blogger buddies. My success is determined by how little you hear from me, so I’ve been doing okay, eh? Anyhow.

I’m working at the computer yesterday, and suddenly I hear this horrendously loud clattering noise in the kitchen. Assuming that one or more of the Three Musketeers (a.k.a. The 7-Month-Old Kitties Three) have gotten into something they shouldn’t, I turn to go investigate. Before I can get out of my chair, the clattering noise has continued through the living room into the computer room, in the person of Pumpkin (a.k.a. the orange trouble-making champ.) As this panicked feline phenom turns to make his getaway, I see that he has a mouse glue-trap attached to his rear foot.

So I’m off in hot pursuit.  The clattering terror is eventually trapped between my husband and myself, where I can grab him.  While I held him, acquiring only minor injuries, my husband gently disengaged him from the glue trap.  We then stuck his foot in some soapy water, rinsed, dried, and let him loose.

For about an hour, with every step he took, he kicked his back feet, which produced a very strange gate.

Moral of the story:  Don’t leave cupboard doors open for more than an instant.

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2 Responses
  1. LOL!! Aww, the poor little Pumpkin!

  2. Rebecca says:

    I wondered what mischief you were up to. ;) Glad to hear you’re back to your book. Don’t forget to drop a line from time to time, eh?