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Friday, April 18, 2008

Wind tunnel

My cats like to play. All three of them. Yes, even Eeyore, at approximately 19 years old, likes to bat at a string or a puffball when the mood strikes him, frisky old boy that he is.

One of their favorite pastimes has been running in and out of a blue nylon tube that I acquired shortly after moving here. It's always sat somewhere in the living room, and it's fun to throw toys in there and watch the kitties scramble in after them.

Last week, when Squirl was over, I picked up the tube and noted that one of my babies had unceremoniously puked inside, leaving a rather large hairball as a souvenir of a meal not quite digested. Of course I had to find it with company present. Way to keep house, slob girl!

I set it up in the kitchen, thinking to clean it out when I wasn't embroiled in a General Hospital marathon, and would have liked nothing better than to've not thought about it again until my sister was safely on her merry way. Of course, Thirteen was having none of that, and he was determined to knock it over for the purpose of irritating/embarrassing me by running through the puke. After his fourth or fifth round of "Let's annoy Mommy!", Squirl picked up the tube and set it on the porch. Take that, naughty cat!

After the shows had been watched and Squirl had departed, the puke tube was the last thing on my mind, so I let that fucker sit on the porch. What harm could there be in that?

The next morning, I awoke to the sound of a fierce wind howling outside my window, and my first thought was, Shit, I'd better grab that tube and bring it inside before it blows into the yard. So I threw on my slippers and headed for the door, in all my bedhead-and-jammie-pants glory.

It was gone. I looked in my yard, in my driveway...the fucker was nowhere to be seen. All I could think of was some neighbor, spying a curious blue tunnel that had suddenly appeared in their yard, picking it up for examination, and then flinging it aside with a resounding "EWWWWWW!"

No, I sure as hell didn't go looking for it. The thing is made of kite-like material, so who the fuck knows where it ended up? Somehow, I didn't think it would do my neighborhood standing any good to claim it at that point.


4 of you felt the overwhelming need to say somethin':

Blogger Squirl said...

It was pretty gross in there. Thirteen was mostly fascinated because it was off-limits. I felt like a mean old Auntie putting it out but it seemed like the perfect choice at that moment.

But I'm the last person you should feel embarrassed in front of. I thought the whole thing was pretty funny. :-)

6:49 AM, April 18, 2008  
Blogger Unknown said...

I need one of those for Mom!

12:44 PM, April 18, 2008  
Blogger Mike said...

This post could explain that funny looking blue tube that showed up in my yard the other day.

8:43 PM, April 18, 2008  
Blogger Unknown said...

Sooooooooo, have you obtained the furballs a new tube like a good mommy cat would do?

12:49 AM, April 20, 2008  

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