If you’re looking for the ‘awwww’ factor this morning and have a soft spot for cats (which of course you do, you’re reading this blog aren’t you?) try this lovely story by Gwen Cooper at Salon about Homer the world’s bravest eyeless cat, who fought off a burglar:
…There was some faint light streaming in through the blinds from the streetlights outside, but Homer was all black and eyeless, rendering him completely invisible. I could tell, though, that he was close by, somewhere on the bed. I sat up and reached over to flip on my bedside lamp.
The first thing I saw was Homer, standing in the middle of the bed, puffed up to about three times his normal size. His back was completely arched, and every hair on his body stood straight up, his tail bristled and stiff as a pipe cleaner. His legs were set wide apart, and although his head was tucked down low, his ears were at full attention. He moved his head and ears evenly from side to side with the precision of a sonar dish. His front claws were extended farther than I’d ever seen them, farther than I would have thought physically possible. His growl continued, low and unbroken—not completely aggressive yet, but a definite warning.
Beyond Homer, standing at the foot of my bed, was a man I’d never seen before in my life.
What happened next? Read the whole thing.
