Seriously, this cat is the strangest cat that has ever graced our home. Last evening, after working late, I came home to find him very agitated. Not sure why, but I chose to just go on with what I had planned to do - shower and then finish my latest novel. I was sitting in the dining room, preparing to place an order for the shop when I heard a racket in the kitchen. I looked up to find Marlow wrestling a mouse under the open dishwasher. He was going crazy and that poor mouse didn’t stand a chance.Usually I am not a panic around bugs or mice or birds that break into my house, but last night was different. That cat was so proud of his conquest that he took ownership of that poor mouse. Everytime I tried to get near enough to dispose of the poor thing, Marlow would pick him up in his mouth and move him. I didn’t help matters any, I just screamed. Seriously?
I could not wait until Mark got home. I covered the mouse under a shoe box and put shoes, a jar of pasta sauce anything to weigh it down. That cat and that mouse set off my entire evening. Nothing got done because everytime I turned my back on the cat, he managed to expose that mouse. I was a wreck and completely worn out by the time Mark took care of the mouse. Here’s hoping that the next time it is storming outside, the mice find another place to seek shelter!
Seriously, this cat is the strangest cat that has ever graced our home. Last evening, after working late, I came home to find him very agitated. Not sure why, but I chose to just go on with what I had planned to do - shower and then finish my latest novel. I was sitting in the dining room, preparing to place an order for the shop when I heard a racket in the kitchen. I looked up to find Marlow wrestling a mouse under the open dishwasher. He was going crazy and that poor mouse didn’t stand a chance.Usually I am not a panic around bugs or mice or birds that break into my house, but last night was different. That cat was so proud of his conquest that he took ownership of that poor mouse. Everytime I tried to get near enough to dispose of the poor thing, Marlow would pick him up in his mouth and move him. I didn’t help matters any, I just screamed. Seriously?
I could not wait until Mark got home. I covered the mouse under a shoe box and put shoes, a jar of pasta sauce anything to weigh it down. That cat and that mouse set off my entire evening. Nothing got done because everytime I turned my back on the cat, he managed to expose that mouse. I was a wreck and completely worn out by the time Mark took care of the mouse. Here’s hoping that the next time it is storming outside, the mice find another place to seek shelter!
Clearly this cat has issues. Who would lay themselves on a very thick planner when there are quilts all over the bed? You guessed it, my man Marlo! Lately he has gotten into the habit of deciding when it is we should head to bed. If I am working downstairs he will climb upstairs, stand at the top of the steps and meow at the top of his voice.
Last night he didn’t have to meow too loudly as I was ready for bed quite early by my standard. I usually spend a little time reading before turning out the light. I call this my “winding down” time. Last night I decided to use my time before bed to review a few fabric orders. Well Mr. Marlo had a different idea.
He wandered around just a bit before deciding to settle right on top of my planner. Seriously, how does he expect me to get anything done? The truth is, I don’t like taking any work to bed. I have very strict rules about that. But, now that the quilt shop is truly ours, I have a serious amount of work that needs to get done and I allow myself to work on fun stuff in bed. Clearly Marlo prefers my previous rule, no work in bed!
Marlow is a scaredy cat. He gives us a good show pretending he is going to run outside, but he never gets very far. I always act like the concerned mama and block his way. But just the other day, when we had a confectioner’s sugar sprinkling of snow, I let him go. As you can see, he didn’t get very far. He turned around and ran inside very quickly once he felt that fluffy white stuff. I wonder how he’ll react tomorrow when, at his eye level, all he will see is white? I can’t wait!
As for me, since I will not be going into work, I will spend my time at home putting Christmas away and working on some business plans! I am so looking forward to being snowed in!
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