I've Discovered My Cat's Deep, Dark Secret
And I never saw her get in there.
There's no rational explanation for this. She runs across the floor and it trembles. She thumps her way up and down the stairs. She walks on my chest first thing in the morning and the breath is pushed out of my lungs. But she has the uncanny ability to magically appear on or next to me without me ever feeling or seeing her move.
She even has the ability to supplant objects already in my lap. For example, my oldest cat, Darwin, was curled up in my lap while I wrote. I reached down, scratched his ears, he purred happily. I typed a few more pages, reached down again and...
It was Nikki!
I never saw Darwin leave. Never felt a change of cat, even though Nikki weighs a good eight pounds more than Darwin. He was gone and she was just there.
She appears out of nowhere, fast asleep on the kitty bed next to my mouse pad, when I know she wasn't there a few minutes before. I get up for a moment and she's in my chair, even if she wasn't in the room before I stood.
There is no earthly way she can be doing this!
For a while I thought she had some kind of cloaking device, or a cloak of invisibility. But I figured it out. I know her secret.
She part Cheshire Cat.
She fits the breed: stripes, a big smile, vanishing and appearing at random.
It explains everything.
I'll have to starting paying attention and see if the rabbit living in our juniper bush ever carries a watch and fusses over being late.
Do your pets doing anything strange?