Stuart: Nacho, can't you just sleep anywhere else?
Nacho: Meow!
I'm a bit worried about Nacho. He is no longer as agile as he once was, his fur is becoming more and more grey too, is it still safe for him to keep jumping on top of our fridge?
Milo: (from the other room) Mom, Dad, help! There's a monster under Luna's bed!
Milo: Taco, can't you go under the bed and see what it is?
Taco: (continues snoring)
Luna: I guess not ... Dad!
Sylvia: don't worry, it's nothing!
Luna: but we heard a weird noise, and...
Sylvia: Whatever it was, this water will make it run away! Now return back to sleep, okay?
For some reason Nacho doesn't seem to like Luna, he makes this face every time he sees her passing by.
According to Sylvia, he's trying to look threatening and scare her. Why does he behave this way? Is it possible that he can feel she is an alien, perhaps with his sense of smell?
Whatever the answer is, a caress and a bite of food are usually enough for him to change his mind.
Yet Nacho had never behaved this way before, not even when she was still little, so little that she couldn't hide her green skin yet. What could be the explanation then? What a mystery...
Milo: Where is Taco?
Sylvia: Isn't she sleeping somewhere, as usual?
Milo: No, I guess not...
These days our cats are giving us more headaches than our children... Apparently, Taco has decided to run away, we have no idea where she went. In any case, we immediately notified it online, both Milo and Luna seem very upset by her disappearance, and Sylvia and I are not exactly calm either.
The following day, we decided to go to the park. Autumn is about to end and the weather is not the best, but the children needed a little distraction, and so did we.
We ended up playing at the park next to the vet clinic where Sylvia works, it was funny.
Milo: Ready to board?
Luna: But I can see land from here, maybe we should dock on that island instead!
Milo: Unfold the sails, then!
Luna: There are so many cats and dogs around here! Can we take one of them home?
Nacho: (hisses)
Sylvia: What a pity, Nacho doesn't seem to agree, you see?
The biggest news is from the lab, however. I'm in charge of the whole invention lab now, you know, my dear diary?
I also began to understand alien technology better, to the point of integrating it into my lab coat. The right arm support helps me to effortlessly lift weights up to 100 kg, for example. At this pace, I could manage to upgrade it enough to survive the prohibitive conditions of the aliens' planet, at some point...
But the biggest achievement comes from the engineering group, they finally managed to finish and test the space rocket. The aliens also told us to start using it to transport materials to their hidden base on the dark side of the Moon.
As the head of the laboratory, I couldn't exempt myself from this task, don't you agree? And I could also discover something useful for our research, after all...
Today I may have even gone to the Moon on a space rocket, but at home the attention was all for Taco, she is finally back!
Who knows what he has done all this time... I barely had the time to tell her hello before going to sleep, I returned back from work well later than usual today.
Luna: Dad, wake up!
Milo: Look how cute they are!
Stuart: (waking up) What....
Sylvia: Probably I should have checked her a bit better, with all that fur it was hard to notice...
Milo: We can keep them, can we?
Luna: yes, please please!
We were then told by the children that, before running away, Taco was almost always in the yard with the neighbours' new cat, they seemed to get along very well. The kids even managed to take a picture of them.
Moral of the story, this time it was we who knocked on the neighbours' door and left her one of the kittens. We kept the other one, the children decided to call her Mango.
Have you heard the news, Nacho? You are a grandpa now!
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