Here in Washington state (Kirkland ) the police were called when a resident heard banging coming from inside their home.
Scary stuff right? Do you know how many home invasion movies are streaming Netflix and other platforms. Yes. THAT many.
So it looks like we have a home invader, drones were involved and restraints ready to be engaged.
They should have called a Priest too, because this is what the Police saw standing at the top of the stairs when they entered the home:
The report said that they believe the Bobcat followed the homeowner’s cat in through and upstairs window. I also read that Officers corraled the Bobcat ( affectionately known here as Mr. Murder Britches the 2nd ) sedated him and then released him.
The cat was found safe, but that he wanted to go back into his house after almost becoming a snack was pretty awesome. My cats would have been less forgiving.
The capture and release of Mr. Murderbritches the 2nd went smoothy unlike the release of Mr Murderbritches in Utah who tried to flay his rescuers from the inside of his cage and was so intent on drawing blood that he almost didn’t want to run off:
I jumped onto the ” Ber ” month celebration train on a whim.
I didn’t even know that ” Ber ” months was a thing, but I liked the enthusiasm I saw for these months. There were FB groups dedicated to it, blogs, craft books, even music lists.
It’s like a party that goes on for four months.
Cool.
Now when September rolls into town, I pull out my Halloween, Christmas and New Years decorations. I get my supplies for my DĂa de los Muertos Ofrendas. I start writing about Halloween in particular and I start thinking about ghost stories for December.
Above all, I like the ” Ber ” months because I truly hate Summer and the ‘ber months ‘ give me time to the bad taste of Summer out of my mouth and wash it off of my skin.
Now.
I’m going to go happy dance and get back to writing about Halloween.