Critter on the Roof

Something was dancing in the rain on the roof of my house, this morning.  It was bounding around.  I could hear it.  That kind of thing would seem a bit creepy to some folks.  

Yeah, it was a bit creepy.  

Rain was pouring so hard that I didn't go look.  I opened the back door, thinking it might've been the cat on the roof.  If he's ever up there, he'll jump down when he hears the door open and run in the house.

Nothing climbed down.  That was a bit unsettling.  There was no way I was going out in the rain to look.

Even more unsettling was the fact I could hear it following me around the house.  When nothing came to the door, I realized that it wasn't the cat.  Then, I could hear it follow me back to my bedroom.  

When I went to the kitchen, it loped along, tha-thump, tha-thump, tha-thump, right above my head.

It was so loud, I began to wonder if something was in the attic.  The attic access was closed.  Still, I opened the heater closet door and looked up.  Having heard it run over to where I was now standing, looking up, I fully expected to see a cat or something looking down.

I almost wish something had been looking back at me, even if it was an unidentified creature.  I shined a light up there and saw nothing.  A reflection off of something would've made me feel better.

As I readied for work, I stopped paying attention to the thumping on the roof.  By the time I left the house, I'd forgotten.  I didn't even remember it was Friday.