Friday, July 18, 2008

My oldest cat, Spook, has been particularly adamant lately about wanting to take strolls in the hallway outside my basement apartment.





She's mewling piteously as I type . . .
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Anonymous said...

"She's mewling piteously as I type . . . "

Is that because she's still inside, you heartless brute, and not adamantly striding the hallway in some obscure hunter-seeker delerium, as all cats should be allowed to experience, frequently?

Let her stroll, damn you! Cats just wanna have fun, too, ya'know! 8^}

5:31 PM
Anonymous said...

Cats see spirits; maybe there's one in the hall.

2:57 AM
Anonymous said...

spook is clearly at home with her phantom K-9 friends:

http://www.mysteriousbritain.co.uk/folklore/black_dogs.html

9:09 AM
Mac said...

Spirits? I just figured she was curious about the Gray aliens who routinely hang out outside my door...

11:27 PM
Anonymous said...

Grayliens? Pshaw... They're pretty harmless little automatons. Give one a good kick for me and see what happens...not much, I'll bet.

They're puny, pathetic little pussies. Oh, and let me know what happens, especially if my assumption is incorrect, and they decide to get all post-singularity on your...well, you know. I'd be interested in your partaking in such a ...cultural exchange...for me... remotely. I'm willing to record the results for posterity, if you're still alive, or unaddled, afterward.

Now, on the other hand, if it's Kimball and Redfern hanging around outside your door, then I'd be very concerned for some obscure reason. Take a closer look next time thru the peephole when ol' Spooky gets restless. I'd sic my cat on 'em, regardless, either way!
(I mean, you could always get another cat, right?) 8^}

9:04 AM
Mac said...

I'm confused ... I thought Redfern *was* a Gray!

10:49 PM

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