My family is away on vacation this week. I'll join them in a few days. Just me and the cats and the turtle tortoise right now.
My wife and my youngest daughter have had the feeling that Mr. Evil (Lio) is haunting us. I suppose it's because it's been hard for us to let go of him. We were more attached to him than we thought. Than I thought, anyway.
They've heard him making the funny meow he made, or moving his dish around downstairs like he used to do.
Last night, alone in bed in the empty house, I heard it. The dish.
Maybe it was the tortoise. Maybe we have mice.
Still, I yelled for Lio to come upstairs where I could see him. He didn't come, though.
He never did come when you called. So it could have been him.
Left to my own devices, I'd be crazy as a shithouse rat inside of a week.
What- no cigar smoking, whisk3y drinking, advlt m0vie watching, p0k3r playing bachelor nights?
Surely you're wandering around the house in your boxers with a 3-day beard and a Heineken at 10:00 in the morning or something..
Posted by: Chris at March 17, 2008 05:36 PMDamn close: coloring Easter eggs.
Posted by: mig at March 17, 2008 06:57 PMOh, don't remind me about the Easter egg thing... that's one of those "holidays" that my son likes way better than I do. It always rains on Easter. (Of course, I live in Oregon, where it always rains, period.)
I've had similar experiences to your "ghost cat" phenomenon, though. One night a week my son spends the night at his dad's (my son and I live by ourselves) so when he's gone and it's just me in the house at night, I always think I hear him moving around in his bedroom... it's creepy.
Posted by: Meagan at March 18, 2008 01:47 AMI have the house to myself for this Easter weekend and I have decided that there will be a cuban cigar and a 10 year old Glenfiddich and then I might sit down and attempt to write something whilst drunk, think of it as a Hemmingway moment.
Posted by: D at March 19, 2008 02:15 PM