I've lost my sunglasses. This is very annoying because I know they're at home somewhere. They've just been misplaced during one of the many devastating attacks of Cyclone Declan.

You might remember that a couple of months ago Secondborn brought home this poor, malnourished kitten with 2 broken legs so she could nurse it back to health.

Well, mission accomplished.

Declan is now cured. And rocket powered. And so thrilled that he can get around without pain, or apparently any concern for the laws of gravity, that he spends all day leaping about and running through the house at a million miles an hour, knocking things out of his path.

Seriously. I have nothing left on a shelf anywhere in the house. If it's on a shelf, Declan's mission is to remove it. I fear my sunglasses have fallen victim to a rampage.  The killer is, not only were they hideously expensive Arnette sunnies, they had prescription lenses in them.

Yesterday I finally conceded they are irretrievably lost and ordered a new pair. Of course, I can't get the same frames...

The new pair are very cool though. They are Raybans. But they cost me nearly $600!. Sheesh...

Still, given I need them for driving, I suppose there's no price too high if it means I see important things like, you know, roads, pedestrians... that sort of thing:)

Could the leaping cat be running from Mount Bruce?
My husband and I've learned not to keep drinks above our heads...have the 3rd LARGE glass of soda, ice tea or water pour on MY head at 3am...lesson learned...and now its books attacking us in the middle of the night. A cat's day is not done till they knock something off and hopefully on someone's head.
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No... this rabid "running of the imaginary bulls" happens mostly in response to Declan's invisible pursuers...

My cats conspire to Kill me every single day. They lure my out at in the morning for "feeding" then proceed to run at my legs or wrap themselves around my feet.

It's a conspiracy I tell you.

Psst I am on the run from the Catholic Mafia after my letter to the paper.

Lol.
But really, who needs to see pedestrians when you're driving? *g*

My cat breakdances - she tries to attack invisable/imaginary things, and ends up spinning around the room on her back, or flipping around on her head. It's great fun to watch!

But Declan is so cute, I'm sure you'll forgive him...

Better that than hiding out, from my nephew, in the roof space for the entire day, waking me up at 1:30am to be fed.

I thought I was the only one to be woken up by water tipped on my head by a cat... The consequent swearing woke my husband who proceeded to suggest I was overreacting...

No, I resisted the temptation to wait until he was asleep and pour water on his head, what kind of person do you think I am???? OTOH, I did seriously THINK about doing it *g*.

That poor kitty! Y'all are so wonderful to have rescued him. I've rescued cats too. And one of them, who I found in the middle of the road with one side of her ribcage squashed, acted pretty much like Declan there. Apparently unaware that she only had one working lung, she terrorized every inanimate object in our house. And by the way, she lived to be ten years old. Not bad for a stray kitten with only one lung!