Snow day #3 (2008-9).
The snow stopped early in the afternoon so Ice was able to get home without too much trouble.
Last night, I was reading in bed when I heard a couple of noises that seemed unusual. Not alarming, just odd. I kept reading and then I heard scratching noises that seemed to be coming from one of the closets. Not long after that, the sound of something running was added to the mix. And I thought, my god, if that's a mouse, it's a BIG mouse.
I didn't know what the hell I was going to do. I considered just shutting off the light and trying to sleep but the noises weren't stopping. I kept staring at the closet and I tried to convince myself that the noises weren't coming from there but they very clearly were. I was kinda freaked out.
I grabbed my glasses and put them on and just as I was about to get up (to do what, I don't know), a head popped over the side of the bed where the closets are.
Stupid freakin' cat.
I'm always careful to make sure she doesn't follow me into the bedroom at night because I sleep with the door closed and the litter box is downstairs. So she must have already been in the room when I came up. First time she's ever done that.
I think I'll have to check on her whereabouts before I go to bed from now on. I can't afford to have any more years shaved off my life.