Tuesday, June 06, 2006

HIDDEN CROUCHING PUSSY CAT, KILL! KILL!

Back story: Evelyn went to Puerto Rico on the 26th of May and returned yesterday, June 5th. In the interim, her friend, Jen, and I were chargd with alternating nights of feeding her two cats. One of the cats is notoriously always underfoot and the other is notoriously always finding new ways to hide from the world. Evelyn wasn't surprised when she only said goodbye to one of them. Especially since she was having work done in the bathroom. Cleo was probably hiding in a closet.

I didn't notice anything strange when I didn't see her either. I rarely do, and I was only running in and out. Feed, clean and get leave. That's my motto. Or one of them. Evelyn did think something was amiss when she came home to find no Cleo. The worst was assumed. The workers had arrived before Evelyn woke up that Friday and left after she was on her way to P.R. At some point, maybe a door was left open and the terrified animal fled into a nearby yard, empty lot, dumpster or busy intersection. Shelters were checked, vets were notified, neighbors alerted and signs fixed to store windows and telephone poles. There was a lot of crying. A lot of crying for a stupid cat.

Now, I'm not the most unsympathetic person on the world. I'm sure someone is worse than me. Somewhere. And while I don't understand why anyone would want a pet, I know people get very attached to theirs. They're family members. Smelly, annoying, filthy, dumb-ass family members.

This morning, Evelyn was getting ready for work, upset she had to do this while in mourning for her cat, when she heard mewing coming from behind the wall of the shower.

Sometime on morning of Friday, May 26, Ms. Cleo made her way into shower (that was closed off) and climbed into the big, gaping hole in the tile. When the workmen arrived, they were careful to keep the doors closed and went about their business of repairing the wall. They did a fantastic job. Very solid craftsmenship. No cracks or airholes. Nothing half-assed about it. What none of them realized was that the stupid cat had hidden herself from them, terrified as she is of everything that moves.

The landlord came and started smashing the wall open again. The stupid cat finally poked its head out, but refuses to actually come out. Food is near the hole to lure it, but it's in no rush to leave its home for the past ten days. Evelyn is relieved beyond belief. The signs have been taken down and the workmen are waiting to hear when they can put the wall back up. But first we all have to wait for the stupid cat.

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Did no work last night, but I am back to reading Borges. Into the Fictiones.

7 Comments:

Blogger Marcos Perez said...

good times!

11:03 AM  
Blogger Justin J. Fox said...

Seriously. If only every Monday were like this one!

11:13 AM  
Blogger Marcos Perez said...

that cat must a been starving.

way to take care.

5:08 PM  
Blogger Marcos Perez said...

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5:12 PM  
Blogger Justin J. Fox said...

That cat could stand to lose some weight. Still wouldn't come out of the whole after food, water and treats were all offered to it.

5:25 PM  
Blogger Justin J. Fox said...

Thinking about it, I should try 10 days behind a shower wall...

5:26 PM  
Blogger Marcos Perez said...

must be good whole.

5:40 PM  

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