Monday morning mew

When we used to live in the apartment, I came home from work one day, and the same thing happened to me.

As my usual pattern, I went into the kitchen to see if we had any calls on our answering machine. I picked up the phone and all I heard was weird slurping sounds. I didn't know, at first, what to make of it and I hung up. I waited a few seconds and picked the receiver up again, and the same thing happened. It started to freak me out, I thought we had an obscene caller.

I hung up the phone again, and started walking around the apartment. I picked up another receiver and the same thing occurred. Weird, slurping sounds...but this time it was followed by a very distinctive, very satisfied purr.

Apparently we have a talented kitty. He had lifted the receiver from the cradle and was licking the phone...

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On another Deuce-related note, he had his rabies shot and a general check-up yesterday and they actually gave him a report card. Everything checked out *really* well, but they want him back in January for a dental cleaning and another urinalysis. All seems to be going really well. He was extra-super-sucky yesterday and wouldn't leave our side, nor would he stop mewing for attention. He's such a little bum. :)