the carnage...THE CARNAGE!
A couple of days ago, T and I came home from work and just felt that something was amiss. Maybe it was how dead silent the house was. Perhaps it was dust filled air particles breezing by...or maybe it was because we were not met with out usual entourage of furry feline friends by the entrance way.
With out hearts already aflutter, we paced the premises and then suddenly came across this:
I started screaming bloody murder at the top of my lungs:
"Oh my God. OH MY GOD! Dear God nooooooooo!"
T came running in and gasped. At that very moment we both swore that Hippo, our other beloved ragdoll cat...
...had just exploded.
I started sobbing hysterically (keep in mind, logic had not quite kicked in yet as I did not notice there wasn't any blood or guts in the vicinity). "Who could do this to her?"
It didn't help that the demonic mother and daughter duo of Etouffee and Brown Dog decided to enter the crime scene and and start chomping on Hippo fluff:
Just then, I caught site of this sitting on the floor of the adjacent study:
This was when T and I started to laugh uncontrollably because we realized the "Hippo Carnage" was nothing more than a shredded up fox tail the we had purchased at a Renaissance Fair years ago for T's Pan costume (photo left). All that was left intact was the very tip.
The tail certainly was Hippo colored and flufy like her, but fortunately it was not her. We went into the study and found out beloved cat, safe and sound, all body parts intact...and grouchy as usual (she's not too fond of the kitten).
Meanwhile, Etouffee and Brown dog took turns gnawing at the fur and having a grand ole time.
Another C and T family mystery solved.
Till then, we'll be vacuuming and cleaning out air filters in earnest.
With out hearts already aflutter, we paced the premises and then suddenly came across this:
I started screaming bloody murder at the top of my lungs:
"Oh my God. OH MY GOD! Dear God nooooooooo!"
T came running in and gasped. At that very moment we both swore that Hippo, our other beloved ragdoll cat...
...had just exploded.
I started sobbing hysterically (keep in mind, logic had not quite kicked in yet as I did not notice there wasn't any blood or guts in the vicinity). "Who could do this to her?"
It didn't help that the demonic mother and daughter duo of Etouffee and Brown Dog decided to enter the crime scene and and start chomping on Hippo fluff:
Just then, I caught site of this sitting on the floor of the adjacent study:
This was when T and I started to laugh uncontrollably because we realized the "Hippo Carnage" was nothing more than a shredded up fox tail the we had purchased at a Renaissance Fair years ago for T's Pan costume (photo left). All that was left intact was the very tip.
The tail certainly was Hippo colored and flufy like her, but fortunately it was not her. We went into the study and found out beloved cat, safe and sound, all body parts intact...and grouchy as usual (she's not too fond of the kitten).
Meanwhile, Etouffee and Brown dog took turns gnawing at the fur and having a grand ole time.
Another C and T family mystery solved.
Till then, we'll be vacuuming and cleaning out air filters in earnest.
posted by cchang at 9:11 AM
6 Comments:
Tribbles!
dude, that is so funny.
glad hippo is okay! :)
Yeah, she's intact....seriously we checked her over. Etouffee is kinda mean to her.
That's hilarious, Shawn. I didn't even think of tribbles, but you're totally right.
Yikes - that was scary !!!! Thank goodness it wasn't cat on cat tragedy..
Yeah. My heart literally skipped a beat. Etouffee is kind of mean to Hippo which is why i jumped to that conclusion!
Ohh my goodness! I was so scared to read on. Phew. so glad you found Hippo.
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