February 27, 2007
Last night David and I were sitting in the living room when we heard a loud noise on the porch. It sounded like someone was walking around out there, but there was no knock on the door, and we didn't see anyone through the windows. David thought that maybe it was our friends Shawn and Dave dropping off compost (you are probably wondering why our friends Shawn and Dave would be dropping off compost, but that is a whole other story for another day), but when I looked in the driveway, I didn't see their car.
After a bit more looking around, I noticed our neighbor's cat sitting right on the edge of our porch steps. It was a lot of noise for such a small cat, but I guess he wanted us to know that he had come by for a visit. After I realized it was the cat, David disappeared into the basement and came back with a long-handled dust mop. My initial thought was that he was going to use it to chase the cat away (or worse), and I pleaded with him to let the cat stay (after all, our porch is quite a bit nicer than the neighbor's), but it turned out he was just going to do some ceiling dusting. Yes, David is fastidious like that. It would never occur to me to dust the ceiling, but that's why I keep him around.
This morning when I left for work, there was fresh snow on the porch and sidewalk, along with a trail of little cat pawprints. He must have stayed all night.
Posted by eklanche at February 27, 2007 07:47 AM