My Cat Story

So, scott has been out of town in california this week and I have been soloing it which hasn't been bad until tonight. I had just gotten the kids in bed and I was checking emails and such and I hear my cat growl, hiss and spit. Basically freaking out. She comes tearing into my room, but I can hear a huge commotion still going on in my sunroom. So, I am trying not to freak out and I go check out my sunroom and find another cat that has come in through our doggie door and it's totally freaking out trying to get back outside. The cat keeps throwing itself into the glass door and then climbs the chairs and tries to get out through the windows too. So, I try to open the sunroom door to let it out and not get attacked either (cause this cat was seriously freaked) and it tears out of my sunroom and runs down to my basement trying to find a way out. So I leave the back door open and I run and open the front door and then I have to go and find this stupid cat to shoo it out of my house. Avalee hears me freaking out about this cat and jumps out of bed trying to find out what has happened. So I tell her to help me find this stupid cat and so we go running around trying to call this cat out of the house. Just as I think it has snuck out of my house I go back to the girls room to make sure Sadie is okay and I see the cat streak across their room. I try to shoo it out of the room and to the front door, but the dumb cat is so scared and freaked it claws it's way up sadie's clothes in the closet trying to find a way out that way. It nearly got up to the top shelf and I had no idea how I was going to get the cat down without it attacking me. But at the last minute it jumped down and ran out of that room and into my family room. It jumps up on my new couch and it slams itself into our Harry Potter poster. That poster is dark and I guess it thought it was a door or window or something. So it slams itself into that a couple of times and finally falls between the couch and TV console and hurries and hides under our couch. There is not much room under the couch between the floor and the couch, but somehow that cat is under there. Avalee ran upstairs and grabs me a broom (smart kid) and so I try to shoo the cat out with the broom while hoping and praying this cat doesn't come out and attack my face cause I have to crouch down to floor level to get the broom to reach. So, I am freaked, Avalee is freaked and suggesting we get Scott (I wish) or call 911. (can you just imagine that phone call?) and this cat is freaked. So finally I get the cat to come out from under the couch and I am shouting at avalee to not let it go down to her room and she is turning tail and running to make sure she isn't going to be attacked and the stupid cat runs into my laundry room instead of going up the stairs and outside. So I start to cautiously direct the cat the right way, but it runs back out and under my couch again. So, I hurry and get out our child safety gates and set it up in the hall so the cat can't go to the girls room again and I shut all the doors so it should go upstairs. So, I try to get this dumb cat back out from under the couch again and finally after probably about 7 minutes, it streaks out and runs upstairs and out the door. At least I think it went out the door, but I wasn't fast enough to see it happen for sure and avalee had already run away to make sure she wasn't getting bit, so no one really saw it leave. This happened from 10:00pm to 10:20pm. So hopefully I won't have anything to add on to this in the morning. Anyway, after I had calmed down slightly and convinced avalee she wasn't going to be attacked in her bed, I told scott the story and he was laughing so hard he was crying. So I thought I would share it with you guys and hope that you get some enjoyment out of my night of terror.

I think I am going to count this as my workout for the day cause it was at least 20 minutes, my heart rate was way up there and I was totally sweating by the end of it.