Just For Fun

This post is a bit of fun, but it does also show how easy it is to believe total lies!!

Inquiry: The Cat Is Out

Is it true?

Yes.

Do you absolutely know it’s true?
No.

How do you react when you think that thought?

When I believe the cat is out I go to the door and call. I go upstairs, check her favourite place under our bed, and see nothing, read for a while, then call again. When she still doesn’t come I brush my teeth. Then I go outside and wander around calling for her. Eventually I give up and go to bed. I imagine her coming to the door, and waiting in the cold. (We don’t have a cat-flap.)
It also flits through my mind that she may have been knocked down by a car, given her fondness for lying in the middle of the road, but as our street is currently shut to through-traffic due to road-works, that thought doesn’t grab my attention too long.
After a while I get up and call for her again. Back in bed, I lie for a while with that image of her coming to the door and then I console myself thinking that if she really was cold she would have come home, and maybe she’s got some hiding place I don’t know about. (Spot on as I will soon find out!!)
I doze off and then wake in the middle of the night, hearing the tinkle of a cat’s bell. I convince myself it’s my imagination, get up and have another look for her outside.

Supplementary question: when did you first have the thought?
When my husband told me the cat was still out.

Who would you be without that thought?

I’d be thinking that sound isn’t just a cat’s bell now, there’s also a distinctive little noise that I’ve only ever heard our cat make – almost like a miaow, but not quite. And I’d be leaning over and looking in the basket under our bed, and seeing that yes, indeed she did have a very cosy hiding place.
And I’d be laughing.

Turnaround: The cat is in! Yep! That little bundle of ginger, black and white is a cat and she’s definitely in.