Our Tortoiseshell took a tumble out of the closet tonight—or so it seems. I was in the middle of supper, when a load crash of falling things shook the air. Knowing that Cali had climbed up onto the top shelf, seeking relief from the heat, I rushed into the room to see.
Sure enough, a plastic container containing mom’s devices lay on the floor, emptied of her Chromebook, Nexus 6, and other artifacts. Yep, six years beyond her passing, and I still got `em. The box was quite heavy, so its fall surprised. I can’t imagine how Cali knocked it down, but fortunately she doesn’t appear to be hurt or much fazed by the incident (whew).