La Vie En Rose for 2006 April 10

Lately there's been a gray cat hanging around who thinks he has the right to come inside and eat food. He was inside tonight when I got home from pilates, but i was quicker than him and trapped him in the kitchen. I came up with an elborate plan to get him into a kitty carrier but this involved the help of another person, so I called Becca and she came over. She went inside the kitchen to scare the cat out the now-open door, while I waited outside holding the carrier to the opening. But no cat was forthcoming. We switched places and I searched the whole house; no cat. "Rachel, if you wanted me to come over, you could have just invited me. You didn't have to come up with such an elaborate excuse!" But I swear there was a cat! Finally I moved the washer to see if he was hiding behind it and saw the whole that leades to the underneath the house. "Aha," I said. "If I were a cat, that's where I'd have gone, too." One can only hope that this cat has been scared out of coming into our house ever again.