Woke up this morning just before 6am and went to the kitchen for my snack and random assortment of drugs..all the legal sort. Tripped over the cats butt. She was crouched with her under the edge of the cupboards near to the sinks. She was not phased by my random accidental booting of her bum. Isis went right back to her previous spot.
I believe cats hallucinate, they don't need to drop acid, they just wig out all on their own. So I figured Isis had gotten into some of the potent catnip and was joining the ranks of insane freaky kitties everywhere. When I returned to the kitchen, after the part of the day were I attempt to make myself presentable for my adoring public, I found that Dr. Bunny had joined Isis. Isis still had her head under the edge of the counter with her butt in the air. Dr. Bunny was taking a slightly different approach. Bunny was attempting to stuff her head into the sink's drain. I wondered how I would explain the fact Isis had flipped out and why we needed to call a plumber to get Dr. Bunny out of the drain to Patrick. I decided some things should be left up to the eternal mystery in life. So I split and went to work.
This evening though, I spotted the kittens desire, a tiny fat plump mouse. This is a good and bad thing. Bad, Mice are plague carriers and do horrid things to household goods. Good, this will entertain the cats all winter and if that plague ridden rodent makes the slightest move outside the boundary of safety it will snacked upon.
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