Ha! You know how last week, I told you about my big refrigerator tumble and my unplanned shower, and how Mom was holding her breath, because these things usually come in three’s? Well, guess what.
The other night, while Mom and Allegra were fast asleep, I was roaming around the house. I like to do that sometimes in the middle of the night. Just for a few minutes, and just to make sure everything is where I left it before I went to bed. On my way through the kitchen, I decided to jump on the little ledge that separates the kitchen from the dining room. There’s a small ceramic bowl sitting there, and I thought it might make a nice toy.
I was right! I batted the little bowl off the ledge, and woohoo! It landed right in my water bowl! How fun was that! I was getting ready to jump down and bat it around some more when I noticed that, oops – the water bowl had split in half, and there was water all over the floor. My little toy bowl, however, was still in one piece. I got reeeaaaallly quiet. Maybe Mom hadn’t heard? After a few seconds, when no sounds came from the bedroom, I figured I was in the clear.
I tip-toed out of the kitchen, jumped up on the bed, curled up against Mom, and went back to sleep. I figured I’d just blame Allegra when Mom noticed the broken bowl in the morning.
As soon as Mom walked into the kitchen in the morning and saw the broken bowl, she said “Oh, Ruby! What did you do!” How did she know? I told her that at least I didn’t break the pretty little bowl! Somehow, Mom didn’t seem to think that that made it okay.
Thankfully, Mom never stays mad at me for very long. And I still wanted to play with the little bowl! I figured I’d better wait until Mom left the house on an errand or something. However, the next time I tried to bat it off the ledge, it wouldn’t budge! I pushed really hard, but I couldn’t get it to move! I finally gave up. I have no idea what happened – must be another one of these strange things humans do to stop us cats from having fun. (Ingrid’s note: What happened was that I anchored the little bowl with museum putty!).
So I guess now that I got number three out of the way, Mom can relax, right? But for some reason, I don’t think she is. I occasionally hear her mutter “oh boy, I sure hope Ruby mellows out a little by the time the Christmas tree comes out.” I don’t know what this Christmas tree is, but it sounds like it could be a lot of fun!