Ooh, what’s that?

Loki thought he was being sneaky by sitting behind me.  As if I wouldn’t know he was there.

I politely ignored him in order to see what he might do, the whole while keeping the camera trained on him since I really couldn’t see what he was doing.  I expected him to violently get my attention when I didn’t acknowledge him.  Having photos would prove I’m an abused parent.

Loki sitting behind me looking for a way to get my attention (183_8365)

As I sat and waited, I pondered what vile deeds he would perpetrate once he became frustrated with my lack of response.

And I waited.

And I waited some more.

When the terrible mayhem failed to occur, I finally turned around to see what he was up to.  I certainly knew he hadn’t walked by me, so he was still behind me… doing something.

Loki sitting behind me looking out the window (183_8366)

I immediately laughed when I looked at him.  Something outside—perhaps a bird or another cat—had caught his attention.  He was fixated on looking out the window and had completely forgotten the evil he had planned.

And I escaped unscathed, a rather unusual outcome when it comes to encounters with Loki.

Whatever drew his attention away had saved me a bit of blood, a bit of flesh, and whole lotta pain.

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