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October 28, 2005
Squirrel In The Kitchen
Two Sundays ago I was doing one of my favorite things, that I don't get to do as much as I would like, taking a daytime nap. Just as I was dozing off I heard a "chirk, chirk" sound. I thought it was a bird in a tree outside the window and ignored it, but the "chirks" got louder and more frantic and I remembered the times one of the cats had brought in a living bird, and I leapt out of bed as if aliens were beaming me aboard their craft for unknown, but intrusive, medical experiments. (Have you ever noticed how infrequently people who claim to have been abducted are anyone one would want to spend time with? They apparently have such empty, and to them, unimportant lives, that they have to make up alien acquaintances to have anyone to spend time with. I have a higher opinion of beings who have the intelligence and quest for adventure for space travel than to believe they have nothing better to do than abduct these sorts of people.)
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Posted on October 28, 2005 11:40 PM by cats398.
Filed in Pet Channel under cats.
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