http://remaines.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] remaines.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] tmcg 2005-07-29 01:41 pm (UTC)

I don't think the cats made it. They bought it. Using your credit card. Over the Internet. From the same site they go to look at kitty porn when you're out.

Although the fact that they left it at your door may mean they hunted and conquered it. Which means it could have found its way to your house itself before being taken down by your cats, or perhaps they are becoming the neighborhood capos and they send their minions, the local outdoor cats (think Gotti giving orders from prison--Thomas used to do this) to do their bidding and bring back tribute.

Mama cat, of the backyard cats, leaves clean bones from her kills at my back door now and again. I am not sure what I am supposed to understand from this gift. But I haven't seen Mama in a few days, which worries me. Kittens, however, are around (they are now named: Jackie and PeeWee). PeeWee tapped at the back window to ask for food yesterday, and last night when I came in, Jackie popped out of the weed farm to watch me unload the trunk. Still don't let me get close, but they do like to watch me. I am cat theatre.

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