Tremors
Well, ’twas the night before Wednesday and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
And then there was only a flicking earthquake wasn’t there? Both my mas woke up straight away - apparently the bed shook quite violently and there was a noise like a hostess trolley full of assorted heated crockery and food matter being shunted across the room … one ma thought there was an intruder in the airing cupboard, the other just sat upright with mouth wide open and eyebrows riding high for a while, expecting one of our big fat cats to scramble out from underneath the bed with a full Noah’s Ark in tow. However, having subsequently searched the house for any disturbance, the mas found not only everything to be in tact, but that also both my cat bros and I remained sleepily unperturbed by the whole incident, so they staggered back to bed and mumbled ‘well I really thought there was someone blah blah … wonder what that was … weird … God knows.’ Cue snoring.
Good to know they’re on the ball anyway.