And now for the story you have all been waiting for...The cat's on fire story. Yesterday, I lit a candle and put it in the living room on my telephone stand. The stand is near my windows and Mitsey, our cat, is often sitting on the stand looking out the windows. Well, it was afternoon and Mitsey usually sleeps all afternoon, so I didn't think much about putting it there. Teagan was sleeping in her room and Briley was sitting on the couch playing computer games on my lap top. I was sitting on the couch talking on the phone to a friend making arrangements for our trip to the zoo. Suddenly Briley said, "What's that smell?" I looked behind me and on top of the couch was Mitsey and there was smoke rolling off her stomach. I yelled (and remember...I was on the phone), "Oh my gosh, my cat's on fire!" I started patting Mitsey's belly to make sure she didn't go up in flames. Briley laughed and laughed when she realized the smell was Mitsey's scorched hair from walking across my candle. Mitsey smelled so bad, I put her outside for the rest of the afternoon--it was perfect that all the snow had melted so I could put her out!
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Christmas Pics & The Cat's on Fire Story
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2 comments:
Oh My Goodness, I'm glad Mitsey is ok, but that's FUNNY!!!!!
Debbie, you always have the best stories, I wish I could have heard you tell it! Kathy
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