A story by Meaghan
29/10/12 11:43![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
owlectomy"I don't tell my roommate about all the times I've almost lost or killed his cat, so he better not be following you," she just said.
("Almost killed" is an exaggeration. She accidentally let the cat sniff a lily.)
There are three reliable ways to get Meaghan's roommate's cat Ripley to come out when doing an Accounting Of The Cats.
1 - to open the door, because she thinks that her owner is home.
2 - to pour a glass of milk
3 - to meow.
So, Meaghan was unable to find Ripley, so she opened and closed the door, and then walked around the apartment meowing, with a glass of milk in her hand. Ripley was nowhere to be found. Could she have escaped through the window where the air conditioner was installed? Well, she'd done so once before. The window had been secured since then, but there was still a small opening, and it wasn't inconceivable...
But if Ripley was all by herself out on the street, in a hurricane...
So she went outside and she stood on the street, holding a glass of milk, meowing.
Ripley failed to turn up, so at last Meaghan went inside. She opened the door to her roommate's room and there was Ripley, sitting on a box.
CATS.
("Almost killed" is an exaggeration. She accidentally let the cat sniff a lily.)
There are three reliable ways to get Meaghan's roommate's cat Ripley to come out when doing an Accounting Of The Cats.
1 - to open the door, because she thinks that her owner is home.
2 - to pour a glass of milk
3 - to meow.
So, Meaghan was unable to find Ripley, so she opened and closed the door, and then walked around the apartment meowing, with a glass of milk in her hand. Ripley was nowhere to be found. Could she have escaped through the window where the air conditioner was installed? Well, she'd done so once before. The window had been secured since then, but there was still a small opening, and it wasn't inconceivable...
But if Ripley was all by herself out on the street, in a hurricane...
So she went outside and she stood on the street, holding a glass of milk, meowing.
Ripley failed to turn up, so at last Meaghan went inside. She opened the door to her roommate's room and there was Ripley, sitting on a box.
CATS.
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29/10/12 16:51 (UTC)...Or I might have a couple rum & cokes and blog about silly stuff anyway.
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29/10/12 16:52 (UTC)That's what I'm hoping for, ;)