That that was lost is found........................
The things that I shed upon returning home, after clothing, are my earrings. Sometimes I don't immediately put them in their assigned spot. I have learned to always return them to the jewelry box.
Last week, I noticed that one of my 14k gold, loveknot earrings (embellished with a tiny, center diamond) was not with its mate on the parson's table next to my bedroom chair. I moved everything and, of course, checked the floor. I can hear my mother now, "Did you look on the floor?" All of my efforts met failure - no lost earring. I found myself visually scouring all of the floors - bedroom, bathroom hall, living room and kitchen. The hunt gave me the perfect excuse to delay vacuuming. But, I was resigned to its permanent loss.
Then, on Saturday, while going from the bedroom to the kitchen, I passed the opened bathroom door. I was startled by McCullough tearing out of the bathroom and zooming into the bedroom. I immediately thought that there was too much purpose in her streak and reversed my steps. I challenged McCullough to stop - whch, surprisingly, she did..........and she dropped something from her mouth.
The lost earring is now found. It is in it proper place. I have learned to be more tidy.
Posted by leah at August 30, 2005 02:43 PMI'm really surprised you got McCullough to stop on demand. I didn't think cats were obedient. Even more of a surprise that she was carrying something metal in her teeth. You do have an unusual cat, Leah. :)
By the way, I'm looking forward to seeing you on Wednesday. What time can I expect you in Wichita Falls?
Posted by: Theresa on August 30, 2005 04:38 PMI bet she stopped 'cause she knew she felt guilty. I get an opposite reaction from Kayleigh--if I come upon her playing with something she knows full well she's not supposed to have, she grins hugely and then takes off running, arms pumping as though she's playing the trombone. She's such a nutcase!
Posted by: Elizabeth on August 30, 2005 11:18 PM