Marcus: Hey, Cyndi, I heard there was an intruder Tuesday night. What's the story?
Cyndi: We had a huuuuuuge, gigantic cat get into the house and it ate over two bowls of our cat food before Jan chased it away.
Marcus: I hadn't heard. That must have been scary.
Cyndi: It was. I'm blind, but I knew there was something reallllly big beside me on the washing machine where our food and water are kept.
Marcus: How did it get up that high?
Cyndi: It must have jumped. Or perhaps it used the steps Jan put there for me to get up and down. A short step and a high stool.
Marcus: It's lucky I missed it or I would have torn it limb from limb.
Cyndi: Don't brag. You would have run for your crate and closed the door.
Marcus: How did it manage to eat three bowls of your food? I would think Jan would have figured there was a problem by the second bowl.
Cyndi: She was a bit confused. Our bowl was empty. She filled it. It was empty again. She wondered why we were so hungry and licked up every crumb, but filled it a third time. And then -
Marcus: And then what happened?
Cyndi: It was late at night. Jan walked into the kitchen without turning on the light, but the the room behind her was lit . She was thoroughly shocked to see the looming shape of a giant cat on top of our washer munching away.
Marcus: Did she run?
Cyndi: No, but it jumped down and ran away. As it raced past her, Jan let out one loud and frightening shriek -
MARRRRCUUUUUUUUUUS!!!!!.
Marcus: I still don't understand why Jan blamed me.
Cyndi: The next time you want to play innocent, wipe the crumbs off your face first.
Taylor: We interviewed another cat this week. There were two - Emma and Buster - but only Buster responded.
Percy: Cat got Emma's tongue?
Taylor: Guess so.
Percy: You can read Emma and Buster the Posey Cat at Mousebreath.
