you guys know how upset we were over Barbie going missing... well tonight I
woke up and couldn't sleep... DH took the cats into the bedroom so I could
let Mathew Harold out for exercise, and there I was sitting at the computer,
MH laying next to me, of course NOT moving a muscle.  The cat box went off
and I thought, that's odd, he hasn't gone in there, guess its timer is
lagging... then I heard the bars on the penthouse rattle... but there was MH
still right next to me... and I thought... that's odd, no truck went by and
definitely no earthquake...  Then I realize MH is up and patrolling the
living room, I hear him hiss... ok he must be talking to a girlfriend
outside...then I hear him hiss again and realize he is on the floor, now
that is weird... time passes and all of a sudden the cat fight from hell
breaks out in my kitchen, I go screaming to the bedroom like some hysterical
wimpy female, which at that moment I was... DH much to his credit, as he is
not known for waking easily or fast, got it quick I had lost it and came to
the kitchen to see... that hussy in a stand off with MH, she is now happily
munching food in the penthouse, DH has returned to bed, MH is still trying
to be friends... and I have never been so relieved and pissed at the same
time... and the total irony is that I had just responded to Ronda about how
she couldn't possibly be in the house at this point, Lee