The other night, as we lounged on the couch quietly watching TV, Sweetie
came tearing down the stairs at light speed, turned hard to avoid slamming
herself into the kitchen cabinets, did a Bugs Bunny claw burnout on the
tiles (why they weren't flying loose behind her and hitting the fridge, I'm
not sure) and ripped through the family room so fast we would never have
seen her were it not for the burnout phase.

Then she vanished.

Joe chased (HA!) and he vanished too.

We didn't see them again until the next morning.

TBird <----- alrighty then