Bwahahahahaha!

[apocalypsos]

The roads are a mess, so I asked my dad to bring me some cat food for Otis and I'd wait by the front door downstairs for it. Otis spent the next ten minutes weaving between my legs, trailing after me downstairs, peering curiously out the screen door at the passing cars, yowling happily, and playing catch with his toy cow.

The second before my dad opened the screen door, Otis was lying on his back grabbing at the bottom step with his paws and rubbing up against it purring.

The second after my dad opened the screen door, Otis was standing at the top of the steps, all of his fur sticking up and this look of absolute terror on his face.

I haven't laughed that hard in a week. *snickers*