I was going to write a blog about my father in WWII. It was going to be funny and sweet but I’ve got something way better.
Yesterday I was talking to my friend on the phone and she said, “This damn cat is making me crazy.”
“I didn’t know you had a cat.”
“Well, we don’t really. We found it by the pool yesterday.”
Here’s what they did to the cat. Every fall this couple, whom I love, have to deal with mice sneaking into their house. The little rodents try to take refuge as soon as it starts turning cold. So my friend and her husband, who are pretty normal wonderful folks, steal a cat. The cat takes care of all the mouse problems. Then sometime around November they put the cat back where they found it.
That’s right, my wonderful friends are “cat jackers”, “temporary cat nappers,” and “kitty thieves!” I promise I’m not making this up.
So, if your kids are crying because your cat ran away, relax. There’s a really good chance it’ll be back in a couple of months, especially if it was hanging out by a condo pool yesterday.
*If you like hampoland you might want to check out www.goofyandgreat.blogspot.com , it’s my second blog. Every day I write one paragraph about something I like, from Sonic Ice and Mike Tyson to Sonic Ice and Saturday mornings. Thanks! Diana