HERO!

Hey guys, just wanted you to know that I am now a HERO! Let me tell you what happened . . .

My human was heating some food in the microwave - a potato, I think she called it. I don't understand why humans like potatoes - they aren't half as good as chicken or fish. Anyway she left the potato in the microwave and went into the other room to type on the computer for awhile. I'm not sure what happened, but she obviously wasn't paying attention to lunch. This was her first mistake. Cats always pay attention to lunch.

The microwave kept humming and humming while it heated the potato. It kept humming, in fact, for a very very long time. My human must have forgotten that she was hungry because she didn't come back to the kitchen to get the potato. She kept typing and the microwave kept humming and humming and then smoke started to float out of the microwave. At first it was just a little smoke coming from around the microwave door along with a funny smell. I didn't really care - I don't like potatoes anyway, so if this one was a little burnt it didn't matter to me.

The microwave still didn't stop, though, and my human still didn't come to get the potato. She kept typing and the microwave kept humming and the smoke started to billow - not just from around the oven door, but from the side vents and from underneath, too. The funny smell was worse now, and I knew that something was really wrong, and really dangerous. I didn't know how to stop the microwave from humming and turning and smoking so I ran to the other room to get my human.

My human was still typing away at the computer. She didn't know anything was wrong and I had to tell her somehow. I ran to her and tapped her on the leg with my paw and then told her to follow me. I ran to the door of the room and turned around to see if she was following me. I had forgotten that she doesn't understand cat language. She wasn't following me, so I ran back and tapped her on the leg again and ran to the door. This time she seemed to understand and she stopped typing and got up and followed me to the kitchen where I showed her the smoke and the humming microwave. She screamed and began to move quickly around the room, turning off the microwave, throwing the burning potato into the kitchen sink, opening the windows and doors, and turning on the fan to blow the thick smoke out of the house.

The next thing you know, she picked me up and said I was a HERO and that I saved her from burning down the house. She petted me and she even gave me a big piece of chicken as a reward. She said something about changing my name to Lassie that I didn't understand, but the chicken was great!

Hmmmm . . . do heroes get to eat chicken every day? I think I'll like being a hero!