Chun and Lotus have convinced me that there is Something in my room – or possibly in my walls. I have had this suspicion for months, mostly due to rustling noises in the wall, odd feline behavior, and my innate paranoia. Usually I bring Lotus into my room at night to convince myself that the Something is a figment of Chun’s imagination, and usually Lotus calms my fears by taking a nap on my bed. I know that if there is anything worthy of concern, be it a buggie, a mousie, or a dust-bunny-monster, Lotus will be the first to smoosh it. So when Lotus joins Chun in staring at the air duct (Chun’s nighttime obsession of late), I get concerned. When Lotus stalks the perimeter of my room and attacks my wastepaper basket before standing sentry in the shadows by my closet, I get even more concerned.
When Chun first started getting excited about the air duct, I thought there must be something sinister in the adjoining room because the air ducts connect the two rooms, but whenever I check, there is no evidence of mice*, bugs, or monsters.
* I don’t dislike mice, but I know they make me scream and I would rather not encounter them in my house, unless they are invited guests.