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la_marquise) wrote2008-10-21 06:22 pm
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Things your cats don't tell you.
Given that the weather today has been quite pleasant, I was somewhat surprised to find Hours indoors and sitting on the sitting room windowsill when I came back from visiting
ms_cataclysm at around 2pm. 'Oh well,' I thought, 'maybe he likes the sun but thinks it's a bit cold out,; before giving him some fuss and heading off to do stuff. The sitting room futon, on which I leant to do this, made a faintly odd noise, which I put down to Mysterious Things Wood Does.
Fast forward till around 6 pm, when I noticed Horus -- who was still in -- behaving oddly around said futon. I went and investigated in case there was about to be an outbreak of Annoying Mooncat (a game the boys love, but Moon, quite reasonably, objects to). The futon again made an odd noise. A noise that sounded, to be honest, rather like a baritone pigeon balancing on a punctured whoopee cushion. Further investigation revealed, crouching under it, a very very annoyed grey squirrel. Much removing of cats and opening of French windows ensued, until the squirrel made its way to freedom (via behind the bookcase and under the television) with much chittering and more whoopee cushion noises. It didn't seem to be injured, just extremely put out.
Horus, meanwhile, is wondering where his squirrel has gone...
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Fast forward till around 6 pm, when I noticed Horus -- who was still in -- behaving oddly around said futon. I went and investigated in case there was about to be an outbreak of Annoying Mooncat (a game the boys love, but Moon, quite reasonably, objects to). The futon again made an odd noise. A noise that sounded, to be honest, rather like a baritone pigeon balancing on a punctured whoopee cushion. Further investigation revealed, crouching under it, a very very annoyed grey squirrel. Much removing of cats and opening of French windows ensued, until the squirrel made its way to freedom (via behind the bookcase and under the television) with much chittering and more whoopee cushion noises. It didn't seem to be injured, just extremely put out.
Horus, meanwhile, is wondering where his squirrel has gone...
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u had a furrysnak and u letted it go! i hates u!
PS An it wazn't even ur furrysnak it waz horusez grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.........
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Horus, mighty hunter.
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Whereas Captain Enthusiastic asked me one evening last week
"Why is there a dead squirrel in the living room?"
as if I was going to provide him with a perfectly logical but hithertoo unexpected explanation.
Really there is a whole category of "dead squirrel" questions here
"Why is the bathroom light not working?"
"Why did you shout like that when you dropped the hammer on your foot?"
"Why is my oboe reed all cracked?"
All somewhat of a change from the more usual "Where is my shoe/homework book/DS/coat/games shorts/common sense?"
*sigh*
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