Thursday, October 25, 2007

You Don’t Want Her as Your Secret Santa

Cupid, being the thoughtful and generous cat that she is, likes to give me gifts.  It is very sweet of her, but she has got to be one of the worst gift givers ever!

Last Friday, the cat was out enjoying the afternoon in the screened in area around our pool.  She meowed at my office door to come in, like she does a thousand times a day, so I got up and let her in.  She eagerly steps over the threshold, meows to get my attention and when I look down at her, she drops a gecko at my feet.  I look at the gecko, then at the cat, who is so very happy with herself, and then the gecko makes a break for it and runs behind my computer rack in my office.

The cat let’s out a meow that lets me know that she is disappointed in how ungrateful I am and then turns her attention to the computer rack.

She camps out in front of the rack for about 5 minutes when she decides that she needs to take a nap.  The weekend passes and there is no sign of the gecko anywhere.  Not knowing how much fun the cat had with him before she brought him into the house, I assumed that I would find a dead gecko under my computers.  On Monday,  I was in my office working and I moved a little desktop scale that I have next to my computer monitor to make some room for something else.  And what pops out from underneath the scale?  A gecko!  Needless to say it startled me a bit.  The cat, who is sleeping on my desk, perks up and looks at the gecko and then looks at me to say, “There’s your present!”

So I spent the next 5 minutes trying to scoop up the gecko with some papers and get him outside while the cat lounged on the desk and watched.  I finally caught the little guy and put him in some flowers in the yard.  When I came back inside, there was the cat all snuggled up on my desk purring.