Post by Humphries on Dec 16, 2014 20:21:06 GMT -6
The holiday music had been playing on a loop for several hours now. Humphries was fairly certain that Frank Cox was at least partially responsible for the situation, seeing as she'd certainly showed entirely too much of the Holiday Spirit. However, he couldn't be sure, since it was something that was technically decoration and "part of the season." But the British feline could only take so many hours of listening to songs. Particularly "Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer." As far as Humphries was concerned, the creators of that song should have been neutered, had their vocal chords removed, and then quite possibly had several fingers broken. He wasn't too particular there.
After several long minutes of searching, which involved prowling around the room and sniffing intensely, Humphries had finally located the source of the music. A set of speakers had been placed in each corner of the room, strung up. Humphries knew it would be a challenge, but he was quite determined, and that determination was going to result in a speaker being knocked down.
So Humphries easily leaped to the top of a couch near one section. He then stretched up as far as he could, and realized that he was still several feet short. The cat glared and settled himself back, looking up and judging the distance. Humphries scrunched further, bunched, then let himself fly, scurrying and scratching up the wall...
... only to fall back down. Humphries let out a growl and circled again. He began pawing the wall, letting out a meow, figuring he could get someone close enough so he could send orders via the device tucked away in his ridiculous holiday bow (always dress to unnerve: that was Humphries' motto). He just needed to meow loud enough to get their attention.