Hmmm...... maybe I could write about one of the following.
- The cat that visited services at our church.
- A few interesting tidbits we have learned while doing our school work.
- Some wittily funny comments made by our teenagers.
- The fact that spring seems to have arrived, and how that makes me feel.
- A hilarious episode involving peppermint oil.
None of those topics seem to be enough to warrant more than a paragraph on their own. I could save all of them to be used at a later date for my random thought on the weekly Hodgepodge post, but I think I'll share one today.
The cat was smuggled into the church house inside a lady's purse. As it turns out, cats don't like being tucked into purses and will protest vehemently once they reach the end of their patience. We haven't seen the lady, her purse, or her cat since then, but they certainly provided more than their share of amusement to our girls who tried their best not to roll over with laughter.
wish I had been there. A little humor in church never hurt anyone!!
ReplyDeleteYou're right! This happened to be a little humor, with a lot more humor splashed on top.
DeleteFunny story! I expected it to be a child who smuggled the car in, but a grown lady? I can only imagine the howling that took place.
ReplyDeleteBlessings,
Betsy
It was quite loud. Poor cat.
DeleteThat must have been funny. We are a cat family. I just told my kids and they said they wish they were there to see it. :-)
ReplyDeleteIt was a sight to see. I'm sure they would have enjoyed it.
DeleteWill there be a part 2 to this story? I am wondering how this story ended, such as did the lady get up and leave during the sermon, or did the minister say something, or did anybody actually see the cat out of the bag?!
ReplyDeleteJust love your blog!
The lady got up and marched out with the cat yowling and trying to frantically to get out of her purse the entire way out. She hasn't been back. The minister didn't say anything. A number of people saw the cat .... or at least it's face and front paws.
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ReplyDeleteMy dad's parish in NC had a policy of keeping the doors open during the day. Several times, he found a stray cat sleeping in a sunny spot on the altar. He actually thought it was rather funny (The sparrow has found her a nest beside Thine altar.) However, the ladies from the Altar Guild pitched a fit about cleaning cat hair from the altar linens, so my dad took the cat home, and "Grace" lived to a ripe old age.
I don't really blame the ladies for not enjoying cleaning away cat hair. Glad Grace found a good home through her visiting the church. :)
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