Monday, 5 July 2010

Oh, I Thought It Was A Potluck...

Ah, a quiet evening at the Ramstead house. Mark, who is just coming off night shift, was watching TV with the LazyBoy pushed back and his feet up. I was in the kitchen slicing the pork roast and putting the finishing touches on dinner - BBQ pork sandwiches with coleslaw and baked beans. The cat door in our sliding deck door made a 'thawp, thawp' as one of the critters went in or out. All of a sudden Mark was flying out for his chair YELLING at the top of his lungs "NO!! NO!!" "NO YOU DON'T!!!" There was stomping, scurrying and then the flapping of wings!! Yes - THE FLAPPING OF WINGS. Bait - aka "Mark's Stupid Cat" (okay, only I call him that) had caught a bird and brought it into the house. Problem was it wasn't dead, not even close to dead.
I may be willing to stare a 1200lb moose in the eye, but I'm not fond of critters in my house (I'm not even going to go into the time I found a mouse in the cupboard) so I ducked behind the kitchen counter.
Dogs were scrambling, cats scurrying, Mark grabbing, and bird flapping. Bait went charging by with Mark in hot pursuit. "It's in his mouth", he yelled as he chased him into the back room. I slammed the door behind them. A minute later Mark rushed out "He didn't have it". "Then where the H&LL is it?" I asked with only a touch of panic in my voice. Wings started flapping again and this time the cats decided the fun was over and 'thawpt, thawpt' when the cat door as they headed back outside.
"If it makes it into the kitchen, you are taking me out for dinner" I squawked as I ducked behind the counter again. Now there was no way Mark wasn't catching our feathered visitor.
A few minutes later he cornered him between the window and the curtain and gently grabbed him. A under handed toss and the bird was heading for blue sky!
About 10 minutes later when order was again restored to the house we sat down to dinner. Bait strolled by the kitchen window, his tail flicking and his whiskers twitching - I think that was him suppressing a giggle.

Damn cat!



Huffle Mawson said...

I am very proud of Bait

Huffle Mawson, Honorary Husky and Explorer Cat

Chris said...

sorry Karen but i couldn't stop laughing reading this.
I could just picture Mark chasing Bait and the dogs chasing him.
All the while the bird just watching it all happen.

Louise said...

LMAO that was soooo funny! I can just see it all happen.

The Thundering Herd said...

That has to be the luckiest bird on earth. What bird gets dragged by a cat into a house with dogs and lives to tell the tell. Somehow I picture the bird at the local watering hole now, "And the cat was huuuuuge . . . "

Corgi-Mom said...

I have a dear friend who has two boston terriers. She had a doggie door placed a couple of years ago, and I kept telling her not to do it, no telling what those dogs would drag in. Sure enough, my friend was away from her home following surgery and three weeks later she entered her home to the most horible smell. The Bostons had brought in a POSSUM and buried him in the couch! A few weeks later another possum was loving placed in their toy box!! The doggie door has been sealed!!