what will happen tonight?
It happened slightly after 4 A.M. two nights ago.
The cat went crazy. He dashed through the living room, into the kitchen, and flew up into the kitchen window. He started banging at it with his head and clawing at the sill. He hissed like a broken radiator. His tail wagged furiously.
I quickly followed him and snatched him up before he could hurt himself. There was nothing outside.
I carried him back to the living room, his tail beating against me, his hissing continuing loudly in my ears. One claw sank into my shoulder as he held on.
I looked out the sliding doors to the patio. His eyes darted around, then locked on a target. Hiss, claw. Hiss, claw.
There was nothing there.
I eventually set him down. He kept looking out at the patio as if threatening something. After a while he went back to the kitchen window, this time calmer, but still hissing and intensly wagging his tail. I opened the blinds and looked out, but I never saw anything.
Okay, so maybe the cat thought he heard something or smelled something and he freaked out. Not a highly unusual cat occurrence. No big deal.
Or so I thought till last night at slightly after 4 A.M.
As I sat working at the computer in the living room, I heard the refrigerator door open and close behind me. My writing so consumed me that I didn't pay attention to it. It didn't even occur to me I was the only one here.
After the door closed, I heard a chair creek as if someone had just sat down in it.
"Fuzzy must have jumped up on the chair to sleep," I thought to myself.
I turned to look at the chair. No cat. He was in the kitchen sleeping.
Then I realized I had heard the refrigerator door open and close. It finally broke through to me that it was unlikely the cat had gone looking for a late-night snack.
What had gotten into the fridge and sat down in my chair?
Maybe I'll find out soon. It's closing in on 4 A.M. What's going to happen tonight?