Improbable innocence

[bunn]

Most mornings, I am drinking coffee when I am alarmed by the sound of loud gallopings, leapings, and thumpings coming from upstairs.  "What's going on?" I cry and rush to the foot of the stairs, to be greeted by Brythen lurcher and Suma Bungle sitting side by side at the top of the stairs looking down at me, a wide-eyed picture of innocence.  They make a good pair, as they are roughly the same colour, though one is tall and thin and stripy, and one is small and round and stripy. They have the same expression in their eyes, though Suma Bungle's eyes are blue, and Brythen's are amber-brown.

 One of these days I will remember  to take my camera with me when this happens. 

Then I have to decide whether to go up and find out if they have thrown anything important on the floor. 

Comments

[ladyofastolat.livejournal.com]

Remember that the law of the land, enshrined in all our ancient rights and charters, hard won by hound and cat over the years, is that everyone is innocent until proved guilty. You need to open your mind to the idea that every morning an incredibly fierce Hobyah comes sneaking in with evil intent, and only the heroic efforts of Suma and Brythen keep it from eating everyone in the house. You don't want to face another Gelert situation, now, do you?

[bunn.livejournal.com]

Hmmmm. Yes. And the enormous pile of very small pieces of wrapping paper that I have just picked up? Obviously he was sitting in his beanbag to wrap up his chewy antler as a special present for Az, but it just went wrong somehow...

[marycatelli]

A small sacrifice to hold off the Hobyah.