Oh, God, another catastrophe! My home phone has a looooong cord so I can cart it around the apartment. Since I've been waiting for a call from Jeremy Clayton, I took the phone across my living space to my work table. So, at 2:30 when I started to get the cats' dinner, I took the phone back to the computer table and set it down with this loooong cord hanging everywhere. I brought the cats' dinners out on my rolling tray, set the food down, and the cats came running. As I rolled the cart past Thatch -I do this every meal - he panicked and jumped back, got caught in the phone cord, and trying to untangle himself, he dragged the phone across the room, knocking everything on the computer table, except - thank God! - the computer to the floor. By the time he was untangled, the phone was in pieces by my bed. He vanished under my bed, and I had a huge mess to clean up.
