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| Jane, the tigress, ready to pounce. |
Score so far: Christmas decorations, 0, Jane umpteen; breakable collectibles, 0, Jane 4; small computer thingies, lost and found after several hours with a flashlight, 6; throw rugs, who's counting? recyclables, ditto. And she's claimed the most comfortable chair for her naps, exiling her mother to the second most comfortable, and leaving me with a stiff dining room chair or the stool at my desk. Thanks, Plain Jane!
But I'll be sorry to see her go. Sometimes I doubt my own sanity.
It's odd. This is a fairly standard description of a cat . . . yet each cat is of a startlingly different character.
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DeleteSounds like she kept you mighty busy! When I had 4 cats at once, about 10 years ago, I woke up at 3AM during the Christmas season to a tremendous CRASH. I told my husband "I'm not even going out there - just throw out the tree and I'll sweep up in the morning." We ended up getting new plastic ornaments and tying the tree to the bookcase. I wish I had the entertainment of watching HOW the tree got crashed - that might have made up for the trouble....
ReplyDeleteShe's gone home now. The house is quiet. Chia is sleeping. Now I have a few items to repair, and a few that can't possibly be fixed. A broken mirror, a chipped candlestick, an onyx burro; maybe to be kept for the memories.
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