Ha roo, pups! It's Zim again, with some exciting news to report.
I took Mom outside at about 0245 this morning so she could enjoy the beautiful sky, fresh air, and sounds of the wee hours. Me? I had some business to tend to - if you know what I mean. As soon as we came out of the garage, I told Mom, "Hey, I think someone's been in the lilac bushes!" Mom said, "Uh, huh. Probably Oswald. Come on, let's go."
I went over to our tree lawn and did what I needed to do, then we walked back over in front of the garage, right by the lilacs, so Mom could throw our "good neighbor bag" away. I looked in there again and said, "Mom! Really! There's someone in there!" This time, she got the flashlight back out of her pocket and shined it in there. It was a CAT! A big, black CAT! Snoozing away in our garden! He was all curled up in a little kitty doughnut! He looked at us, then just snuzzled back up into his ball. I stared! I stared at him with such intensity!
Mom said we needed to go back in and go to beddy-bye, though I didn't want to stop staring; she made me go inside. Unfortunately, the bedroom is on the opposite side of the house, so I couldn't stare out the window at him all the rest of the morning, but I checked the side window, then the back window. That one is the closest, so I chose it and manned my post as long as I could. Here I am, reenacting the scene:
Sure, it's easier when the curtains are open, but that's not enough to stop this sergeant from doing my duty!
The kitty is gone now. Mom is glad, as she thought maybe he was hurt. (She does have some choice words for whoever would leave their cat out all night, where he could get hurt ... but this is a family-friendly blog, so you can just use your imagination.) I think when he saw how vigilant I was at my post, he decided he should leave. Ha roo!