For no reason I remembered an incident from a few years ago:
It was one of those hot summers. In the morning I had opened the windows on the attic to let out the dreadful heat as much as possible... before the merciless summer sun started heating everything up again. Then I had breakfast. Coming from the breakfast table to my bedroom I saw a cat sitting on my bed.
That was the last thing I would have expected and I shouted loudly because this gave me quite a fright. Did not expect any living creature in my room.
But the cat got even more frightened hearing my loud voice (I can get REALLY loud), jumped up and *wooooosh* ran upstairs to the attic window, from where it had entered the building.
Impudent cat. Trespassing into the house and sitting down on a bed.
It was one of those hot summers. In the morning I had opened the windows on the attic to let out the dreadful heat as much as possible... before the merciless summer sun started heating everything up again. Then I had breakfast. Coming from the breakfast table to my bedroom I saw a cat sitting on my bed.
That was the last thing I would have expected and I shouted loudly because this gave me quite a fright. Did not expect any living creature in my room.
But the cat got even more frightened hearing my loud voice (I can get REALLY loud), jumped up and *wooooosh* ran upstairs to the attic window, from where it had entered the building.
Impudent cat. Trespassing into the house and sitting down on a bed.
