Her meow sounded strange almost close to a howl. Given that she never meows above a mew, I immediately startled out of bed. I flicked on the light expecting to see her dying or at least partially maim for her manic bouts of grooming --only to discover that my 15-year-old Persian was meowing loudly to capture my attention and approval. She had brought her latest captive and placed it at the foot of my bed.
A book cover.
The cover of a Nora Roberts romance novel, to be precise. One which she had ripped away from its bindings earlier today. Apparently, Ms. Roberts has offended Angel in some heretofore unknown fashion.
As I left the bedroom to write this post, she pursued me -- book cover in her mouth. Yes! She actually picked it up, jumped off the bed, and followed me to the other room! Then she proceeded to start the howling meows all over again. When I looked over at her just now, she dropped her prize, pawed it, then looked at me for approval.
Yes, I'm duly impressed that she has captured a dastardly book cover.
However, I'd probably be more impressed if she'd kidnapped one with a handsome prince in the picture rather than this one with pretty blue flowers.
The hunter and her prey.
3 comments:
That's hilarious! Boo does that fabulous howling meow just about every night, when he brings various Kate toys into our room. It's so funny to see what item he's managed to conquer every night.
Jennifer
Oh, and Boo's 15, too!
Jennifer
She's obviously defeated a bookbat. You should, indeed, be proud.
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