Our cats, Zelda and Heidegger, are very, very cute cats.

That is, until one of them decides, "Wouldn't it be great to dive under this shed while Dad's trying to bring us inside? And then wouldn't it be even more fun to look at him and meow, then move *just* out of his grasp when he tries to get me?"

"Oh yeah. That sounds like fun!"

In the end, after trying to coax Zelda out gently with treats, I resorted to a hose to move her into a corner from where I could grab her.