A coworker asked last week how I’m doing. How am I coping with the isolation of working from home?
I talked a minute about some logistical challenges and said “but I’m fine.”
And then I giggled and admitted I may not really be fine.
The other day, I heard Scout scooting something across a hard surface in another room.
Then came the inevitable crash. This is common as be loves knocking things down just to watch them fall.
It’s a hobby, really.
When I went to investigate, Scout was already fleeing the scene of the crime. I tend to talk to him like he’s a person so I asked what he had done.
He murmured a two syllable noise that I swear sounded like the word “nothing.”
We have reached a proverbial crossroads. Either my cat has super powers and can speak or I have lost my mind.
Also, if he can speak, he’s a liar!
LOL! The telltale crash followed by the scampering of cat feet across the floor. We hear those often in our house 🙂 That’s a gorgeous picture of Scout!
Hahaha. I wish he would run. He seems a little proud of his work!