New Deviltry Afoot

Well, the cat tried to escape again this morning- she was foiled by Gramms who may or may not have: a.) shooed the cat out of the room with a broom, b.) stamped her feet to spook the cat out of the room, and or c.) yelled at her in frustration (almost swearing in that frustration- something I have never ever heard my grandmother do). I think she may have done all of the above. I could hear the foot stamping from the other end of the house. It worried me as there seems to be a sort of detant between those two most of this winter and this morning there wasn't. So when I went into the room there was no cat in sight or a broom.

Needless to say the cat got locked up all day in my son's room (with food water and catbox). She had a very nice nap. An all day nap on my son's bed. Gramms on the other hand felt terribly guilty and was upset about the darn @#$%^&!!! cat ( I myself swear quite a bit when provoked) (however these days it seems that there is a lot of darn and crap about- not quite as sweary as all the other swear words).

So the cat is out now,napping on a different cushion instead of the bed, the doors to the great outdoors under more scrutiny and Gramms may or may not still be worried about the @#$%^&!!! cat. She too has gone to bed.