September 12th 2010 1:53 pm
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So last night, around 3 am mom was in bed watching a movie as dad is on nights working this month. Well she was snuggled in bed, and I was next to her. She flung off the covers as she had to use the litter box and I freaked!
I ran out of bed, and ran down stairs. But the issue was the NOISE I made!! Mom has heard all of us run downstairs before, but this was REALLY loud. She said it sounded like she threw 20 yankee candles downstairs.
She thought I might have fell down the stairs as it didn't sound like the usual running. She immediately put on her slippers and ran downstairs. I heard her tell daddy on the phone later that she was afraid to look 'cause she thought I was seriously hurt.
I'm ok, but all night I was a bit on edge. Mom and dad are keeping an eye on me and I don't appear in pain. But mom was scared to death!
I'm not sure what scared me... :/ All my brothers were downstairs and looking at me and Mittens...
*hugs Fidey* You must have been having a bad dream sweetie! It's ok.
whut waz you thinking Dood?
We lucky cause weez on one floor. We opened the diswhaser the other night. Squuueeeeek-Clang! Pops was like:What in the world?" Then we asked for a treat. We got one! MOL!
Purring you are OK
PS One of those Kits is all orange with white paws! Almost as handsome as me! We live in Pa.
We've been known to be called a 'thundering herd of wildabeasts' when we start running around - even if only one of us is running around. Glad you're okay!