So, I'm sitting here minding my own buisness when I hear what sounds like a gunshot. Umm... okay, weird, but whatever. Perhaps it was a car backfiring? I keep eating my lunch and I hear the sound again... and ... again.
Alright, so now I'm feeling a little on edge... and what happens? The fire alarm goes off!! Egads!
So, of course kitty is under the bed, and I have to yank the mattresses off the frame to get her (isn't adrenaline great?). I get kitty by the scruff of the neck because she KNOWS what the fire alarm means, and I stuff her in her crate and then....
the alarm stops.
So, um. Yeah.