Here, Kitty, Kitty...

The other night we had a little scare at the Gibson house. Joe (our more skittish kitty) was gone. Now you have to understand that Joe is in love with Scott. He lays on Scott's lap, or next to his leg all day while Scott works. He is like a furry apendage. Anyway, Scott had not seen him since early in the morning. Where was Joe? We thought maybe he was just hiding and didn't worry about it for most of the day. Night rolled around and still no sign of our black and white fur ball. Scott was really worried now. Every family member looked around the house. Under furniture, behind doors, downstairs and upstairs, we scoured the entire house. He was nowhere! We were beginning to really worry now. What if Joe got trapped somewhere? What if he died? As we are all getting ready to go to bed...Kendrick hears it. A small scratchy sound and it is coming from under HIS bed! He feels around, peeks under his bed and Joe shoots out the other side! Joe had been hiding in a quiet place all day. He had no idea the worry he was causing. Silly cat. I gave him a good lecture about his actions. He intently stared at me. I know he understood. I think he felt a little guilty. As well he should!