December 29, 2007
Sherlock at Home
Approximately this hour of time yesterday, as I was crawling out of the kitchen due to my major disappointment that there wasn't any breakfast even after thoroughly rummaging through the 2 fridges, the dining table, and the cabinets, I heard a noise. A noise so very familiar, only originating from the store room. Extremely odd. *ting* Yaha! At this time, the 'bubble of thought' popped up and the investigation tools I need slowly made an appearance. Magnifying glass. Headtorch (you know, the kind of torchlight you strap to your head). Ziploc bags (for evidence silly!). Then I figured "Rachel! No time. No time! The lives of your family is at stake here!" So for the love of my parents, siblings and goldfishes, I decided to be the heroin *flashes of making headlines in the news* and took a brave step closer into the store room *cue track from Jaws*
The sound echoes louder as I move nearer to the bed. I climbed on the bed, pushing everything aside, lifting every box, every clothing, well, basically turning the room upside down. And THEN.........I heard another sound coming from my right. This time it sounds a little different. *gasp gasp gasp* ....I saw a huge cardboard box. I slowly opened up the box lid *heart pounds pounds pounds* and THERE is was!!
A cat! A cat with a bold stare! (Lovely brown eyes though) A cat HISSING at me!
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!
*instinctive decision* (RUNNNN!!!!)
I scurried out of the room and screamed.........(think Macaulay Culkin running up and down the staircase, with arms waving in the air)...
"A CAT GAVE BIRTH IN OUR STORE ROOM!!!!"
Rachel is so very drama.
Labels: cat giving birth, drama, my life
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