And remember that is pronounced "FrankenstEEn"
I bolted out of bed just before 5 AM to a LOUD
THWACK. Went to see what fell and where. Assumed it had something to do with DD2's orange cat. He had a mouse last night but played with it too much and it escaped.
No sign of the cat or anything being down so I headed back to the bedroom confused. The lights were off but it seemed there was a dark rectangle at the bottom of the stairs (bedroom on 1st floor). Ah, one of the table leafs had fallen (don't ask why they are leaning against the wall there, I think I'll move them). I picked it up and it seemed there was still a small dark spot on the floor. Turned on the light, saw DW's cat on a chair, still no sign of DD2's cat and a flattened

where the leaf had been. It is now in the compost bin for the haulers to take tomorrow.
It joined the other one DW noticed about 6:30 on the cats' scratcher in the kitchen.
By noticed I mean shrieked
She's not afraid of mice but it was a sudden surprise.
At least we aren't finding barfed mouse bits. We are wondering if the lack of DD1's cat being here has taken away the "MINE, ALL MINE" competition.
What the heck is happening at the golf course at that time of day??
But he did because you contained your urges