Just barely 2 days after the demo began, we had a visitor. Irritated by the interruptions to their daily naps while workmen are here, the kitties have begun peeing in the house and have thus been relegated to the balcony. They enjoy sunshine, birds and fresh air during the day and come in to their normal perch on the office couch at night with the screen door left ajar allowing them to wander in and out as they please during the evening.
We were getting ready for bed and I heard Lewis in the office. It sounded like he was throwing things around, rustling papers and moving furniture? When I started to enter the room the door slammed shut. “Why are you closing the door?” I asked. “There’s a POSSUM in here!” he shouted. “What!?!” “Go get a broom, come in here and help me herd him out!” All I could think was that I was wearing just a nightie and no shoes. Did I think he would run up and bite my toes? Maybe!
I cautiously entered the room, the broom held in front of my feet. The cats were both there, not afraid or fur standing on end, just casually inspecting the imposter. Every time the possum would get close to the open screen door he would run back in again. I inched closer with my broom and he eyed me from the doorway, once again standing his ground. He took a step towards me and….I screamed. I made a sound I had never heard myself make before and I kept making it, the high pitched sound bouncing off the walls, the possum’s beady eyes meeting mine. I’m sure he thought to himself, “This lady is nuts, I’m outta here” as he exited and scampered away.
Isn’t there a better way to discover that the cats are not hunters?
After all these years, I have never heard Janelle yell that loud and at the same time, squeal like a little girl. It was so cute and she scared the shit out of it.