brilliance.

last night:
heard thunder coming from the kitchen.
mom was in bed; kelly was not home.
i was also in bed.

i grumbled and flung myself from my nest.
i walked into the kitchen.
silence.

i turned my back, irritated, and trudged to my door.
the thunder recommences; i trudge back.
the cupboard door is wiggling....

...it opens wider,
then shuts.
this happens twice and i reach for the handle and i yank it open and i'm not afraid because:

my cat is in the cupboard, nudging her bag of whiskas.
her food dish was not empty.
this makes me think one or more of the following is true of her:

1. she is, sometimes, in her bitty brain, a sort-of adventurous goat.
2. she has an eating disorder.
3. she is brilliant.