cats

One time I was sitting in the living room. Kitchen is to my immediate left on the other side of the wall.

I'm watching tv, and then from in the kitchen I hear a duck. QUACK QUACK QUACK QUACK QUACK.

I'm so confused. I don't have a duck. Why is there randomly a duck in my kitchen at 2am???

So I jump up, run into the kitchen where I see my cat who turns around like "OH HIIIIII!!!!"

No duck.

So I start looking in cabnets. In the oven. In the fridge. I walked down the hall and checked the bathroom. I checked the closet.

I looked everywhere for this duck. I'm not crazy. I heard a duck. It was very close, in the kitchen. I heard it. I know I heard it. Where did it come from??? Where did it go???

Finally I gave up. My cat just looking at me losing my shit for an hour. Just looking at me like "You ok???"

So finally I just sat back down on the couch and wondered if I was losing my mind.

.........never did find a duck.

I know this doesn't relate to your comment per se, but we're sharing cat stories. My cat didn't steal chicken. My cat stole sanity.