Cat Religion
This morning, Claire and I woke up to a powercut. Not a huge problem, really - I had to boil water in a pan rather than the kettle to make tea. What did intrigue me was the cats' reactions. Something was wrong. They knew what was wrong, they just didn't know why. Cisco refused to walk through the middle room, even though it was between him and his food. The middle room has one small window, so normally there's a light permenantly on in there - presumably that absence was bothering Cisco. Cary, on the other hand, was generally upset. When the power came back on around quarter to nine, I was a little surprised at how much background noise we normally live with - central heating, fridge, not to mention all those computer fans. After that the cats were fine. In humans, this sort of fear of the unknown led to the development of religions. I wonder what beliefs cats have?

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