[ April 22nd, 2009 at 8:09 pm ]

I tested my smoke detector just moments ago, pressing the button and listening for the “all’s well” tone, which it dutifully produced. The tone itself was piercing and shrill. Immediately afterward, I heard a small, plaintive meow from under the bed: Molly. The poor thing, she does not deal well with loud noises. Sneezes, movies with explosions, and drunken street kids in the alley are additional examples of noisy things Molly dislikes.