Did you know laptops can just go poof? Even when they are under your roof. Well thee facts are they can indeed, so take heed.
Pat came home and did the usual brushing thing as the cat let the meows fling and Miss Priss got her fill, at least that's what I hear from the rumor mill. Then he looked and poof the laptop was gone. It seemed to be nowhere to be seen at our lawn.
The cords were still there but the spot on the desk where the laptop sat was bare. Does a laptop really sit? Or just lurk a bit? Hmmm maybe that is for another day like that thing the cat did about what the keys say. Yeah, yeah I'm getting back on point, don't get your nose all out of joint.
First thing Pat did was look around to make sure everything else was found and in it's usual place, with an OCD fit that wasn't hard to trace. There it was all nice and neat. The only thing that was moved was his seat, as it can roll and once in a while Miss Priss and I take it for a stroll.
So gone it was and Pat knew it wasn't a dirty robber just because, hmmm let's say he learned a trick from Jericho and employs it at our show. Plus the thing may be worth ten cents and there are no vents. He looked around and then noticed my face looking a little less profound, like I was hiding something on him. I wish Pat was more dim.
Then like a silly cat I slunk off like a dirty rat. I stopped and stared under the couch for a second or two and that's when the laptop came into view. Pat pushed the couch back and poof there is was back at our rack. It seems some silly cat knocked it on the floor and then proceeded to push it some more. He hid it under the couch to avoid trouble, thinking he may have popped its circuit bubble.
I scurried off as Pat just looked at me. Why didn't he blame Cassie? Why think it was poor little old me? Just because my guilty look he was able to see. Oh I need to get a better poker face or run away at a faster pace. Okay, shut up Pat and all of you. I knocked the laptop on the ground and hid it from view. There you happy now? Why are you scolding me? It still works some how.
No worse for wear and not even a crack or tear. I guess I did not need to hide it after all. Next time I'll try and not make it fall when I am doing whatever it is I do when Pat is not home to view. Or maybe it was my Birthday gift today to Pat. I re-used and could not wrap for I am a cat. Then I made him seek it out and it still worked so he did not pout. Anyway, buckle your laptops down when the cat comes to trespass because you just never know when humpty laptop might take a great fall thanks to my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.