Kara has a slight flaw in her character: she is a thief. She has, over the years, brought home several socks (including one matching pair, on successive days), other cats' toys, dogs' toys, and, most ambitiously, a small music box which she will stare at, mesmerized, when it's wound up and playing. It's been several months since her last acquisition, which I attribute to our unusually prolonged and depressing winter. Last week, as if to herald the arrival of spring, she got a glove.
I think she was disappointed when it wouldn't do anything.
Posted at April 15, 2005 17:15 | permanent link