Thursday, October 28, 2010


His name is Dexter. I think the name says it all.
I was emptying out the bathroom so I could clean it. I rolled the hamper into the bedroom and it kind of broke apart. I was holding it with my hands and putting it back together with my foot. Out of the corner of my eye I caught a grey something or other FLYING through the air and it landed ON MY HEAD! He had jumped from the middle of a king size bed! There was a CAT on my head! I put my hand between me and him and flung him back on the bed. He twitched at me and I pointed my finger towards the door and said GET OUT. He stomped off. But boy oh boy had I ticked him off. He spent the whole day following me around and attacking the vacuum cleaner like he was all kinds of brave! Every time I turned the vacuum on he was there when I was pulling it he was stalking it and hitting at it. When I was pushing it he was jumping backwards from it. I was laughing so hard! One time I had the handle off and was using the hand part to vacuum the stairs. The handle was laying on the floor and I glanced back and he was attacking the handle. I slowly moved my foot to the handle and then I shoved it at him with my foot. He launched himself 4 feet in the air and 3 feet backwards! I was laughing so hard I was crying! It was a good day at work!

He doesn't even look innocent does he! His name is Dexter - it fits him. I'm glad he doesn't live at my house!


  1. LOL! Love it! He sounds like he could be Charlie's twin! Charlie does that with the lawn mower too! All kinds of big and bad!

  2. If he doesn't live there what was he doing on your bed or on your head, isn't that what you said. I could be Dr. Suess.

  3. I see a giant "G" for Guilty on his forehead and a sling snicker!

  4. Mom it was at my Monday house, not mine! :D