Look, Ray! Turtles!

[truepenny]

So last night as I was sorting out my blankets (this is a complicated process, as anyone who has ever shared a hotel room with me can attest), I discovered under the bed one of my new winter boots. The right one, to be exact. The left boot, as I determined this morning, is in the front hall where it ought to be.

I have no idea how my right boot ended up under the bed. Goodness knows I'm absent minded, and I do have a tendency to leave things where they fall, but I really do think I'd remember walking UPSTAIRS and INTO THE BEDROOM in ONLY ONE BOOT. And we won't even go into my possible motivations for such a performance.

The other option is that one (or more) of the cats absconded with my boot and stashed it under the bed like a leopard with its prey. But this is equally difficult to believe, as it is not a small boot--well, it is a small boot, comparatively, since I'm only a size 7, but it's a waterproof, insulated, Upper-Midwest-we-take-this-snow-thing-SERIOUSLY boot, so as an object it takes up nearly as much space as the smallest of the cats, and even the largest of the cats would have some difficulty carrying it, not to mention the whole UPSTAIRS part. Also, while the ninjas, particularly in their kittenhood, had a tendency toward kleptomania, their prey was always SMALL objects (contact lens cases, prescription bottles, pens, etc.). Not boots.

And, you know, I'm home all day. I would have heard the inevitable ruckus attendant on such an undertaking.

So yeah. I got nothin'. Except a boot under my bed.

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The internet is truly full of things this Friday, particularly amazing photographs.

(via oracne): selenak went to Tanzania and has posted her pictures of African wildlife. The pictures taken with a telephoto lens are especially impressive.

(via coffeeem): High speed photographs of various objects being shot with an air rifle.

Comments

[akirlu.livejournal.com]

Your boots have been hanging out with Bear's camera. Only possible explanation.

[aedifica]

In my house I would totally believe it was the cats. One has been seen making off with a folded pair of sweatpants, and the two younger cats have conspired between them to steal and re-steal my orange sweater. (One steals it, takes it next door to my mom's side of the duplex, and hides it under her bed. She finds it and returns it to me. I fold it and put it *under* a stack of other things to keep it safe. Next thing I know the other one has been seen with sweater in tow, heading back toward Mom's side of the duplex, or Mom looks under the bed for something else and finds my sweater there. This has happened two or three times over the last few days.)

[glinda-w.livejournal.com]

Gremlins. In my Kirkland apartment they only hid books (one at a time, usually about once every couple of months, and that one book would show up exactly where it should've been, just as the other went missing).

Here? *Anything* is apparently fair game. inaurolillium suggests offering them a splash of whiskey *after* they've returned the missing item. :)