gs_silva

Ella and Cathy are on the floor, looking under Ren's bed while Ren stands in the foreground and watches,

"I see him!" Ella exclaims. "Here kitty kitty! Foomie!"

Cathy makes the pstpstpst noise.

"Sorry, Ella," says Ren. "He IS a barn cat. Not very sociable."

They leave Ren's bedroom, with Ella saying, "I can come back another time."

"I'll let you know when he starts acting friendly," Ren offers.

"Cool, thanks," Ella sighs as Cathy looks on, trying to follow the conversation. "Head to my place now?"

They get ready to go to Ella's house, which is their typical hangout spot because she lives on the ground floor and Jon can't easily do the stairs to Ren, Cathy, and Maurice's attic apartment. "Coming?" they ask Maurice, who is sitting on the futon spread out to function as his and Cathy's bed.

"I have to learn this song," Maurice replies, but Ella encourages him to drop by later.

Finally alone, Maurice starts strumming on his solid body Yamaha, which needs an amp, but if you don't have an amp, it still makes notes - just very, very quietly. He doesn't notice little cat ears pop up behind him.

The line of tiny notes turns into one crumpled note as Foomie pounces on the strings. Maurice frowns and mutters, "Really?!"

***

Based on about a hundred true stories. Typhoon has never pounced on my ukulele while I was playing it, but it's only a matter of time, I'm sure. She's pounced on a large number of other things I was using while I was using them.