January 27, 2012
The other day, while jumping down from the bed, something happened that caused my cat to tumble or crash to the ground. Usually when something like this happens, she acts like she'd planned it all along, barely batting an eye, and as she casually licks a paw, peers at me like I'm the one who did something stupid. This time, though, before I could turn to see what had happened, she'd already wordlessly left the scene, disappearing to who knows where. And just when I'd forgotten that anything happened, she rounded the corner of the sofa, limping like Peter Lorre.