Where?

What’s going on with the cat? This morning she wanted in; not stopping for a snack or a drink as she usually does…just coming right in and sitting herself down close to me and demanding that I pet her. She’s had a rough week so far, with children inhabiting her favorite spaces and chasing her when she appears. And the house is filled with strange objects; toys, and they all have to be examined carefully by her. They could be dangerous! It’s been a little over an hour since she curled up next to me, but now she’s gone. But where? She’s not at the back door, wanting out again and I can guarantee that she isn’t asleep in her favorite chair…that is in the twins’ room. I have a feeling that she is hiding under a bed.

Being a cat is rough!