This morning, I was calling Claudette to come & get'er breakfast and I saw a kitty start to come out of the shadows. As you may have heard, Internet, Claudette recently did the Jillian Michaels 30 Day Shred and has dropped down to her pre-Harbert apartment size. Well, this kitty was much bigger.
Something was amiss.
And then I truly saw it as it revealed itself from the dark corners of the basement. The stranger danger kitty from beyond -
Just kiddin'. It was a black & white that looked well-fed and wasn't too scared of people. So I'm guessing it was probably a neighbor cat that wandered in.
But it looked like there had been a scuffle. And Claudette, well, Claude was nowhere to be found.
Yes, Internet... The worst crossed my mind.
The intruder killed Claude and buried her under the house.
Well, long story short, Claude was upstairs in The Hubby's man-room. Apparently, a little crawly flap thing outside had gotten open. So we contained the Claude situation upstairs with the hopes that the basement intruder kitty would get bored & lonely and mosey along elsewhere today.
But we will see, Internet. We will see...
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