I was in high school when the Fly to the Angels video first aired on MTV. I fell in love HARD and fast with that song. I bought the cassette soon after but lost the love fairly quickly, Days Gone By being the only other song I could stand.
Good times.
Something in my house just fell. I figure these are the possibilities:
1) It's something innocuous that I will trip over later.
2) My A/C, which I just turned on, has sprung an essential part and is about to blow up.
3) There's an axe murderer in a closet.
Interesting. I probably would have listed those in reverse order, Dana.
If only you had a cat! You would never have to wonder what random noises around the house are.
You know, if you had left out choice (1), I'd be certain you were actually hoping to find an axe murderer in your closet.
( you had all sorts of a/c trauma sometime back, right?)
You would never have to wonder what random noises around the house are.
I'd never recognize my doom until it was too late! I've seen horror movies. People are always freaked, and then, "Oh, it's the cat," except it's NEVER THE CAT.
With all due respect to the horror movie business, you've never met my cat.
( you had all sorts of a/c trauma sometime back, right?)
Yeah, a couple of times. I guess I should send the husband into the attic when he gets home.
My cats manage to somehow create the sounds of things breaking and crashing in the other room, but then, when you go to check what the damage is --
nothing
has changed.
It's a mysterious power for the befuddlement of the human.
We have a magnetic timer on the fridge. Every night, one of our cats goes up on top of the fridge and knocks it off. When she hears it land, our dog gets up and goes into the kitchen and then brings it to Jason and puts it in his hand. This is a dog who does not fetch balls or sticks or anything. Now, I think this is rehearsal for some sort of domestic animal tag team burglary ring or something, but it's so funny to watch that we haven't moved the timer to a cat-safe locale.