midnightmovie

I have been reading 'The children of Dune' by Frank Herbert, such books on the topic of religion, philosophy and the nature of human concisnous always put my in a much more refelective mood. So it was no surprise to me to hear ghosts banding about 'downstairs' , rasping coming from the car door as though the cat were coming in or out. But no cat, then the coyotes started up , perhaps a half mile through the woods. Crowing about something they ran down out there. hmmm....mayby the cat is just spooked and is sitting in the cathole vestibule. Call it....nothing. Go back to reading. Then....a very distinctive sound of thumping from below the cabin- not a spirit, something scratching behind its ear. Call the cat again...hmmm nothing. Time to get my lazy ass from out under the comforter and go check it out. Flashlight? check. Over-active imaginatio?, check. Hachet? check. Step outside. Nothing runs away. No rustling in the snow. hmmm, do a circuit. Look under floor, and what do I see but a little mammal crouching under the crawlspace! Is it the cat? White stripe on nose- yup. Hmmm... he looks awful black for a tiger stripe. And is that a white ruff? hmmm.....I do believe thats pepe le peuw! Now is glad when I don't have a dog. Mystery solved anyway. See profile pic, he is dead center, a little tiny orange dot is his eye (or her eye). I broke all rules of interaction with wildlife and gave her some cat food, hopefully she will move on without expecting more handouts or breaking into the trash.