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So, I was awake last night to an hour not normally seen by man because of a small furry thing. It is, I believe, known to the general populace as a cat. My mission was to capture this demon and put it into the garage wherein it resides. Or would reside as soon as I caught it.

After my first few efforts failed horribly and in such a way as to somehow cause me extreme and excrutiating pain I came up with a cunning plan. A masterful plan that would make me victorious. I smiled with a horrible anticipation and laughed. It was an evil laugh, repleat with many Mwahahahas.

The cat was at that time hiding beneath my fiendishly expensive bed, one that, had the money not been spent on it, would have allowed for the purchase of multiple powerful computers on which many a game could have been played, many a story written and many website surfed. But alas, this was not so. I put my masterful plan into action: I sat at my computer desk and drew.

The cat, now ignored, came out from under the bed, though still close enough to dive beneath it at a single notice, and began to meow. Loudly. Yet still I ignored her. She came closer. More ignorance. I began to color the picture. She came yet closer. And with a move that would have made a ninja proud, I snatched her before she could move.

Afterward I threw her into the garage, got a peaceful three hour sleep and then woke up and went on a three mile walk with the dogs.

I almost wept.