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dreamer_easyTim, scavenging as usual, managed to get his head through the handle of a plastic shopping bag. Cue total and utter panic as he tries to flee the THING that's got him, but of course, can't escape it. He ended up cowering in a corner of the sunroom, with his tail as big as a Christmas tree.
I got the bag off him at once, and no harm done, but both he and Frank spent the rest of the evening hiding from the monster, peering into the darkness trying to spot the monster, and checking every inch of the house for the monster. (Much time was spent interrogating out the mysterious mirror-cats that live in the bedroom, just in case they were the culprits. No matter how hard you sniff, you can never smell them.)
It fascinated me that Frank was also convinced there was SOMETHING lurking in their territory - his tail was also enormous, which is always hilarious, since it's so ridiculously tiny compared to the rest of him.
I got the bag off him at once, and no harm done, but both he and Frank spent the rest of the evening hiding from the monster, peering into the darkness trying to spot the monster, and checking every inch of the house for the monster. (Much time was spent interrogating out the mysterious mirror-cats that live in the bedroom, just in case they were the culprits. No matter how hard you sniff, you can never smell them.)
It fascinated me that Frank was also convinced there was SOMETHING lurking in their territory - his tail was also enormous, which is always hilarious, since it's so ridiculously tiny compared to the rest of him.
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Date: 2007-05-31 12:04 am (UTC)