When I was in the basement to get something from the fridge, Fred came sauntering out of the room where the litter box is kept. He seemed quite delighted to see me in the basement and jumped up on the pool table probably hoping I would notice how beautiful he was and stop to pet him. I walked between the pool table and the bar to get to the fridge behind the bar taking no notice of Fred. To get closer to me Fred jumped over to the bar. I got what I wanted from the fridge and started the trip back. Fred, anticipating my route, jumped from the bar back to the pool table, colliding with my nose and missing the table in the process. I felt like I’d been “socked” and Fred looked up at me as if to say, “Why’d you get in my way?”
I suppose that’s what I get for ignoring him. Lesson learned.
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