Calendar Girl (kirilaw) wrote,
Calendar Girl
kirilaw

My cat sees things

Let me set the scene for you. It's last night, around midnight. I'm having trouble sleeping, but I've fallen into a sort of doze, and am gradually drifting off, when suddenly...

BANG

I'm fully conscious immediately. What on earth was that? I sit up in bed, listening.

BANG

Then, a moment later...

BANG

It sounds like something large being knocked very slowly down my stairs, a step at a time. Are the cats up to something? I haul myself up, and flick on a light. Stumbling out into the hall, I see Isis sitting at the top of the stairs, looking down intently. Spenser is halfway down the staircase, staring with great concentration at something on the floor. I go down, trying to figure out what's going on. The cats scatter.

There's nothing on the stairs. At least, nothing I can see. Spenser comes back, and crouches himself, a couple of steps above me, staring at the step below him. I stare, too. I can't see anything. Some dust, a smudge of dirt... nothing particularly interesting, at least to me. He's crouched in hunting position, one paw hovering in the air, still as a statue, when suddenly...

BANG

He whacks his paw down, hard, on the smudge of dirt.

I stare at the step again, but there's really nothing there. I rub at the little smudge, but Spenser seems unconvinced. So I pick him up and haul him back to bed with me, in an effort to get him settled down.

He does calm down a little and start purring, but he's not in the mood to hang out. So, I let him go, and tuck myself back in. A few moments later... you guessed it...

BANG!

I waited for the next one, but it never came. I guess he caught... whatever it was.
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