Saturday, March 1, 2008

The Cat

My host family has a cat. I'm pretty sure that before I moved in, the cat had full dominion over my bedroom. It would try to come in my room every chance that it got, and being someone who never liked animals in the house, this was not okay with me. The cat and I had many showdowns, which I always won.
One night, I woke up and thought there was someone in my room. I was confused because I knew that I had locked the door. Then the cat darted by my head. It had jumped through the window. When I awoke in the morning, I thought it had been a dream, but alas, there were cat pawprints on my black suitcase.
Another morning, the cat tried a new attempt--climbing up the wall and squeezing through the tiny gap at the top. It couldn't fit, so it tried to bite the wood to widen the hole. To be fair, the cat had been locked in that room for over four hours and was very hungry.