THE CURIOUS CASE OF THE CONCEALED CAT
The second mystery more directly involved our chronically wayward cat, Klaus. Normally, we keep Klaus in the house at night and make him go out in the mornings. I realize that this just the opposite of what most people do — like the Flintstones — but we’re afraid that the coyotes, raccoons and tougher cats in the neighborhood will beat Klaus up at night. Diane says that this is because we live in such a wild area, but I believe that it’s probably Klaus’ disagreeable personality that’s to blame.
Sometimes when it’s raining, Klaus resists going out in the morning, and we let him stay inside. Recently, however, he’s decided that he wants to stay inside every morning. He’s become like an unruly adolescent who wants to sleep late every day, go in and out of the house whenever he feels like it, and then stay out late every night carousing. He fully expects us to be on constant call, to serve as his doorman, and to make sure he never sees the bottom of his food bowl.
In order to stay inside in the mornings, Klaus has found a hiding spot that has left us completely baffled. We’ve search the entire house multiple times without success. I have to admire Klaus’ will power, as he resisted coming out when I tempted him with this cat teaser toy, when I rattled his wet cat dish and even when I shook his bag of cat treats.
Klaus is so diabolical that I can find the family couch empty one minute and the next, like a ninja, he suddenly appears out of thin air. I told Diane that I fully expect to see him clinging to the ceiling or perhaps suspended under a chair.
One of his chief strategies seems to be to circle back into the rooms we have already checked. Our middle son, who is Klaus’ original owner, and who had dumped him on us when he moved out, believes that Klaus is just using his magical cat powers.
Last week when we couldn’t find Klaus, we tried making him over-confident by talking loudly about much smarter he is than us. We hoped he would overhear us and get cocky and slip-up. He didn’t bite.
Nevertheless, Diane now has a theory as to where Klaus’ favorite hiding place may be and has thwarted his doubling back tactic.
Tonight, however, just as we were preparing to leave town for a few days, another mystery suddenly cropped up. While watering plants, Diane spotted a peculiar wet spot bubbling up on our otherwise dry front lawn. I’m afraid this latest investigation may turn out to be an expensive one.
— Terry L. Stawar, Ed.D., lives in Georgetown and is the CEO of LifeSpring the local community mental health center in Jeffersonville. He can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org. Checkout his Welcome to Planet-Terry blog and podcast at www.planetterry.wordpress.com