Home Office Pitfalls

Scootsits_1 I’m talking on the phone to a client in Las Vegas. I see Scooter the Siamese Cat at the top of the stairs.

I’m thinking "Scooter don’t do it!"

He turns around and starts howling. He points his nose up and lets out about five 6-second yowls — they sound like someone is torturing a baby.

I don’t know how he does it, but he can always tell when I don’t want him to howl. Then he really lets go. But if I’m on the phone with a friend and I want Scooter to howl because I’m bragging about his vocal skills, he’s completely silent. Nada.

He’s old but rarely misses an opportunity for mischief.