Last night Brother Henry, Brother Oliver and I were all snuggled together on the couch. When the three of us get together like this, we cease being individual cats and instead become one, enormous, 45 pound super tabby. As we were laying there, it occurred to Brother Henry that, now that Thomas is one of us, we could add him to the gathering and become a record-breaking 55 or maybe even 60 pound super tabby! He looked around to see if Thomas was in the room. He’s been very sneaky lately so we don’t always know when he’s nearby.
Brother Henry spotted Thomas sitting in the dark on the cat tree in the front window. He said, “Oh! Hey Thomas! I didn’t even know you were there. Why don’t you come and join us. We’re trying to break the record!” Thomas looked back at Brother Henry with a very serious expression on his face. He said, “I’m sorry, Brother Henry, but I am unable to join you. I am otherwise engaged this evening, in affairs of the utmost importance.”
Brother Henry started to ask Thomas what he was talking about, but Thomas suddenly said, “What’s that!?” as he looked wide-eyed toward the kitchen door behind us. We all turned to look, but we didn’t see anything. When we turned back to the cat tree, Thomas was gone. For a moment though I thought I heard just a whisper of a voice saying something like, “I am as the shadow…”, but it might have just been the wind.
Upon seeing that Thomas had departed, Brother Oliver said, “Well, so much for our record attempt. Is it just me, or is that kid a little weird?” Brother Henry replied, “Yeah, but nowhere near as weird as you.” Brother Oliver replied by swatting Brother Henry on the forehead, and then did his best to fight off the inevitable mauling that he had just brought upon himself.
So Sayeth Otis