Counting Cats

can be almost as hard as herding cats...

Tonight the poor tired human comes home after a long long day at work and time w/ family: There, in the living room, are two kittens, which is good, and Buddy and Lucy, the two junior cats, also good, but where are the senior cats? After several circuits of the first floor, the human sees Banshee - on the back of the couch, looking out the window. When the poor human says, Oh, sweetheart, there you are, Banshee runs away and starts to gack. Right. Pause. Fume. Worry. But, then, where is Petunnia-Petunnia?? Not on the bed, not on the favored chair in the computer room, not under the table... Just on the brink of panic, the poor poor tired tired human sees Petunnia - on the table... Well. Well. Well... Sigh. Oh, give her a kiss - all's well, etc.