Cats like their mice.
Zorro has taken to lurking on my computer desk. Sometimes she starts watching the mouse on the screen intently. Once in a while she even tries to bat at it with her paw.
Today I noticed some ex-bird parts on the ground next to my car. Some cat had had a nice midnight snack and left me a couple souvenirs.
I like my cat. She is well behaved and doesn’t make a mess.
I went to my storage unit today. I got out the padlock key. The lock was stuck in the hole so I tried wiggling it. Good enough….
Then, it happened. I dropped the key. It would normally not be a big deal.. lean over and pick it up, right? But to my misfortune, the key fell right into the crack between the unit’s concrete and the concrete along the pavement.
I was not too upset. (For sufficiently high values of “too upset.”)
I tried picking out out with a regular key tag and, of course, dropped the key tag in the slot too. I broke out the big guns and used the temple piece of my glasses to pull out both of them.
It looked like the groove went a lot deeper, but I was fortunate in my misfortune that it didn’t fall that deep.
I got one more box out of the storage unit—the rest of my music collection—so that I could continue making progress toward the goal of closing down the storage unit.
Time to put a bigger key tag on the key’s ring.
And Zorro was happy to see me when I returned home.