I heard a noise coming from my kitchen. In a small apartment with three cats, I knew this was probably the harbinger of something I really didn’t want to see. None the less, I ventured into the kitchen to investigate. A paper bag was on the floor and I spied a long black tail poking out of it.
“Autumn, what are you doing?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.
The tail disappeared and out popped a small black fuzzy head with pointy ears. “What?” she asked.
“I said, what are you doing?”
“I’m playing space cat, of course!” she replied.
“I see,” I said. “And how do you play ‘space cat’?”
Her head turned and she dove back into the bag. I heard her say “Vroom!” as the bag slipped forward on the kitchen floor. I guess that was my answer.