Corey used to have a cat, which
he named Starbuck. Corey and Starbuck
lived in the basement. Starbuck would
use the stairs on occasion. I have fond
memories of his racing up the stairs one December.
Each time the door was open, Starbuck
would race up the stairs. Each time he
got faster. His goal: to climb the
Christmas tree. One family member or
another always caught him before he made it to the tree. But on New Years Day there was no stopping
him. He actually stopped himself.
We had always taken the tree down on
New Years Day. I don’t know how long it
had been down. We were still cleaning up
as I recall. Starbuck was
unstoppable. He tore up those stairs and
rounded the corner ready to pounce. The tree was gone.
It would have
been great to have a camera. I’ve never
seen a cat (or any animal) make that expression before. It was hilarious.
I don’t think it was near as funny as Tony and I witnessing
our dog Daisy make a mad dash for the TV when Garfield appeared on the
screen. The fact that Daisy was running
towards the TV was amusing, but even more so because the computerized cat
doesn’t even look like a real cat does.
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