Last night, my Sophie-cat saw the future unfolding before her.  I had kicked the other two cats out from my room in preparation for going to bed.  And the second I turned around to grab her, she shot under the bed like a rocket.  Oddly, this is not normal behavior for her (considering how much she hates getting shut out of my room).  So I went about my routine, knowing she’d show her face eventually.  The little sneak ended up under the desk, as far back as she could get, but still be able to watch what I was doing.  I was able to pull her out and chuck her out the door, but I admit I felt bad for her.

It’s amazing how smart these cats are, what with their walnut brains.

Now if only I could have the same sort of foresight into my own life.