I had to go to Cleveland Monday night after work so....I took a chance and
left Trinity out of her cage all day....alone....no supervision....
 
Needless to say, I was nervous all day about it.  Would she destroy the
carpet around the front door?  Would she make prank calls to Nepal?  Would
she invite the neighbor's bulldog over and drink vodka martinis all day,
trading stories of mischief?  Would she pawn all the electronics and buy
herself a new bottle of Ferretone?
 
When I got home that night all I found was one tiny mess in the corner by
the balcony door and all the books pulled from the bottom shelf of my
bookcase.  I was so proud.  Nothing knocked over.....nothing destroyed.....
the carpet was still in one piece and the vodka looked like it was
untouched.  I'm waiting to see the phone bill but everything seems to be
fine so far!
 
The cute (and confusing) thing she did was to drag my books all over the
place.  No chew marks, no ripped book covers...just...relocated.  Two were
in a corner by my bedroom door, one was in the bathroom and four were lined
up (somewhat neatly) under the couch.  How odd is that?
 
Oh well.  Just thought I'd share.
 
Rachel Bray
The Ohio State University
Fees, Deposits and Disbursements
 
Mulder: The world didn't end.
Scully: No, it didn't.
 
As I let go of my feelings of guilt,
I can get in touch with my Inner Sociopath.
[Posted in FML issue 2892]