Robbery or Disaster?!
This morning I heard a loud sound from upstairs. It was a sound of something that dropped. It sounded like the object was heavy, but thin. The sound sounded like an escalation of motion, like it moved a little and then a lot, like it slipped and then fell and was caused by a person it animal. I first thought it was a robber, but then I thought that Cupid, our rambunctious (sp?) kitten, had finally killed himself by knocking something over on top of himself. I ran upstairs to search, but all the doors were shut so he either was already in a room or he was never in one of the rooms at all. All the rooms were clear. I then thought he was either dead in a slump or lost and quiet. I called out for him for a couple of minutes. Emmy, our other cat, came out of the woodworks, but he didn’t. Well, he finally did. He was alive and downstairs. I wondered how he had walked past me. I wondered this all day. Later, my mom found a big glass and metal potpouri holder and a little stuffed toy Cupid likes in the WASHING MACHINE!!! (: They got washed too!! & the holder was unbroken!! Cupid DID make the sound, and he knocked the things over, but the sound was from next to my room, not above it. That’s my interesting story for today!
