I was sitting on the love seat, watching a movie, and got up to get a glass of 7up. I guess I was so engrossed in the movie that I forgot where I was sitting, when I came back.
Watching the screen, instead of my seat, I went to the rocker and, slowly, started to sink down. With less than a millimeter from "contact", Thunder let out a blood curdling "MEOW". He flew out of the chair and, like a rocket, ran to safety under the bed.
Apparently, he woke up, just in the nick of time, saw a huge butt descending from above and saved himself from certain doom.
He stayed under the bed for a good hour before coming back out to forgive me but still fully aware that he's now down to 8 lives.
After I went to bed he, apparently, decided it was safe. When I got up, this morning, he was back on the rocker, curled up and fast asleep.
I've learned my lesson. LOOK before you sit on the cat.
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