mrrow...I'm upstairs fetching a fresh tablecloth when I hear the plaint. "Let me in!" Sighing, I head for the bathroom window. Surprise, no cat to be seen. I check the front door. The side door. The basement. The garage. Now I'm sure I was hearing things. I tuck the kids in, and go back up to get my glasses.
mrrow...
Window? No. Door? No. OK - I'm starting to worry. I go back upstairs and listen. I follow the meows. Ah-hah! Fluffy is in Math Man's dresser drawer. Last open? This afternoon around 3 when Math Man was getting out a shirt. Six hours she's been in the drawer. How many of them do you think she spent sleeping?
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