1:30 AM

Woke to a loud growling/groaning sound. And it was in My Room!

Shaking my head trying to clear the fog. A squinting glance at the clock it is 1:30 AM.

What hell is that sound. Do I call the police, Ghost Hunters or yell for Little H.

It can't be one of the animals.

Okay head count...one dog, yep Spike Lee is laying at the end of the bed (with his favorite chicken)...cat number one, alright Fritz is laying at my head...another cat sitting on the foot board. WHAT!!! the cat on the foot board has been missing for over five day!


"IZZY Where in the world did you come from!"

The noise what is that noise...okay cat number three, Midge in under the bed making some extremely creepy noises.


Shaking my head once again. I say Izzy's name and he bounds over the bed to me. Alright this is my cat, the one that snuck out of the house and has not been seen since Thursday afternoon.

The creepy factor really crept in. How is this cat in the house?!?!?!?

1:37 AM I am pounding on H's door

(Me)Wake up, Wake up!

I get a mumbled response and he finally opens the door.

(Me)Have you gone outside since I went to sleep



(H)No why?



(Me)Look down.


And there is Izzy doing figure 8's thru my legs.

H is just as shocked and perplex as I am.

I rush downstairs and all doors are locked...WTH

H suggest that maybe he has been in the house all along.

In a screechy high pitch voice I reply.

"That is not possible! It is only 1000 square feet and I have searched the house and he was never around for feedings!"

As I try to force rational thoughts into my mind I go over WHO has a key.

Alright T the oldest and S-man (waiting for him to get his furniture 4 weeks post break up...that's another story) have a key. Someone playing a mean trick...no not possible! S-man would not do such a thing, T could care less about the cats and I am MOM he wouldn't.

Clam rational thoughts old woman!

MySpace! T might have stopped by after his midnight shift and used the computer.

A text is issued.

(Me)Did you stop by the house after work?

A response of...(T) Ya Why?

I called T

(Me)When you came in did Izzy come in with you?

(T)NO, but when I was on the computer I heard a cat and look out the window and there was one of the cats so I let him in.

Whewwwwwww

So order has been restored! Well almost.


Fritz could care less he is pretty much about sleep, food and me. He has the fabulous ability to ignore everything else.



Midge is still in cat turmoil...Growling and hiding...she is either pissed that he is back or thinks he is a new cat.



Izzy the "runaway" has not let my side. This once pissy cat is all about loving and being no more than 2 feet away.

My Little Blue Eyed Lion is Home!