THAT DANG SOCCER CAT IS BACK..

Monday once more is right outside my door. "Monday," I whispered cracking the door just a smidgen. "You come to often, you're making me older quicker. She did not answer me back. Doesn't she even care that I am on a dreaded count down to that huge number. Monday you are a fickle friend.

I don't know if you remember a few weeks back when I wrote about the Soccer Cat. Well you won't believe this but he's back. I kid you not. Yesterday "I" and myself started around the house, towards the back when I spotted it. Now this is the scary part. Right in our backyard. The spooky little thing is getting closer.

I wrote I had watched this little cat sleep all day, not moving in the yard next door. The empty house. I was afraid it had died as it went hours without moving. "I" had barked at it all day. After my screaming hysterics The Emperor pronounced it was only a Soccer ball. Two days later the so called Soccer ball went from the back yard to the AC unit. "Look, "I" I said. "The soccer cat has moved. She barked at it, her tail not wagging. A couple of days later it had moved right next to our fence. I stopped right in my tracks, How the heck does that ball keep moving around? Nobody has been over in that yard.

When I went to take the trash yesterday I did a complete dead stop. There in our yard, sneering up at me was that Dang Soccer Cat. "listen you, I snarled. "I'm on to your little game, trying to scare "I" and me. But its not going to work. I didn't reach down and pick it up and toss it over the fence.. I was afraid it might bite.

Now you are going to probably call "The shady Tree Rest Home on me. But I firmly believe it is a cat that sometimes masquerades as a soccer ball. Oh I know, it seems far fetched. But I swear its true. Remember those toys that would look like a car but turned into a Transformer. This is a Cat that turns into a Soccer Ball. Or maybe vice versus. Its spooky, he has us in his sights all the time, very disturbing.

If I walk out the door this morning and the dang Soccer Cat has moved to the front porch, I'm having a heart attack. So I know you won't believe this crazy story but I swear its true. I only hope the Soccer Cat doesn't come to your house. Then again I'd be very glad to get rid of it.

I'm in downtown Blogland now. Getting ready to head home. I have brought a Christmas stocking and have hung it on the door of the one store that sits here on the corner. I smile, it seems to brighten things up a little. I start walking but I am looking over my shoulder as I walk. I pray that Soccer Cat hasn't followed me. I'm running now. I'm outta here.