Last night. A sound was heard. Thud thud thud slither slither thud.
I ask Husband ‘What was that?’
He replies ‘The kittens coming down the stairs together.’
I say that I think it was more than just kittens, but do not act on my hunch.
Later, I pass the bottom of the stairs. Husband’s jacket is lying on the floor. I ask him where his coat had been. He said that it was in the bedroom. I carry it into the lounge saying something along the lines of,
‘I thought that there was more than just kittens in that noise earlier!’
We laugh, lots.
I am a little sad however. Our feline friends sledging down our stairs atop Husband’s coat is something I would love to have seen, as well as heard.
Ah well, the imagination is a pretty useful instrument at a time like this!