When last we left the Redquarters version of the Occupy movement, Athena T. Cat had reclaimed possession of the toilet mat. She has remained there, especially in the evenings, apparently taking advantage of cool air, a warm mat, and the lack of disturbances. Until this past week . . .
You see, someone failed to warn Sib about OTM. *looks at ceiling*
Sib: “Excuse me. Could you keep Little Bit busy? I need to make a quick trip.”
TXRed: “No problem.” Little Bit was happily assembling a puzzle.
Sib disappears around a corner. Sound of light switch. Sound of door closing. Sound of
Athena was not amused. Sib took it in stride. Sib’s cat is black and matches the floor at night perfectly. After Sib and Little Bit left for the evening, AtC informed me in no uncertain terms that life was Not Good.
Snicker, snicker, snicker.