I just wanted to tell how me and Abuela rescued a cat that was stuck between the ceiling and the roof last night. I guess it'd been there for like 3 or 4 days, according to Abuela, because her son Mauricio had heard its footsteps above him a few times. God knows how or when he got in there. Anyhow, there's a space in the ceiling of Abuela's kitchen that's about 5 centimeters wide and two feet long. Now, I know that cats aren't that smart anyhow, but still, you have to be pretty stupid to want to get up there in the first place, but even dumber to not just come down the same way you got up there. This cat seemed to be both stupid and dumb, then.
Abuela and I were sitting around drinking a beer in the kitchen after supper when we thought we heard a thud in the front room (actually, it turns out that neither of us actually thought that there was a thud, but instead both just assumed the beer was working). So we kept on talking until about 30 seconds later, when we heard a sad and plaintive meow from above! I was able to use a chair placed on the refrigerator, a hambone, and a dash of English profanity to coax the cat down, but when I tried grabbing it, it jumped back into the ceiling!
After comforting it with more profanity and another tantalizing bone, I managed to convince the cat to come down again, when we threw a towel on it and took it outside. The little guy was really skinny and seemed really grateful to be out of the ceiling, so I decided to give it some rice that I had poured some ham fat on. He dug it.
Anyhow, that was our good deed for the day. And the title of the posting is also the title of a Prince song, so it's not dirty.
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2 comments:
Was there scruffing involved?
Absolutely! I had to use all the scruffing practice that I got getting Sampson´s stupid ass out from behind the dryer!
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