Hamish and I are in my room reading a Pit thread. Our cats, Zazou and Littl’un, are tearing around the other room, when suddenly, we hear an almighty, thunderous crash. We exchange worried glances and ran into the other room.
There sit Zazou and Littl’un, with guilty looks on their little fuzzy faces. However, nothing has been knocked over. Not my teetering pile of paper that I really must file at some point, not Hamish’s pile of books, not the three-storey dish rack. Nothing.
eeeek…
***VEEEEEDY, VEEEEEDY SPOOKY…
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH***
Ahem, sorry 'bout that - I’m heavily into halloween. Have you figured out what it was yet?
I bet they ran into a wall!
Either that or they cleaned up after themselves. 
Did they dive up into a bed or chair from underneath, causing it to rise up and then fall with a crash?
Geeze! I can’t believe you dropped the coffin! I think Matt heard!
Um… hi. It was the cats. This? Oh… um just some old books in a box. Yeah, it does kinda look like a coffin. Um… excuse us, gotta go.
oops…
sorry, that was me.
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i’ll try to be quieter next time…i promise[/sub]
blackclaw, go! get through the window, quick! while they’re not looking!
Heh. Happens with my two furry ones all the time.
I don’t even get up for the crashes anymore.
I think they’re just trying to mess with our fragile human minds.
Perhaps they were closing a portal to the Kitty underworld after communicating with the Kitty devil.
Don’t sleep in the same room with them. They’ll steal your breath.
uh… i think that was me… we’re all pals, ya know, and so i visit sometimes. last time i brought a ten kg bag of kitty litter with me in the teleporter beam by accident, though. oh, and did i mention the beam is about two feet from the ground? a little quirk we were never able to work out…
so anyways they panicked and sent both me and the bag back. sorry about that… 