We rushed home, and before we even got out of the care we could hear our television so loudly that the noise we vibrating the door. I checked the lock, and the front door was locked, and we went in and I turned off the runaway television, which by the way, had the sound turned up to the very highest that it would go. I checked the back door, and it too was secured. We then checked the apartment for any possible missing things, and everything seemed to be in order. Our poor cat, however, was huddled on our bed, shaking like a leaf. it took all night to get her calmed down. I asked here if she had turned on the set, and I got a look of total disdain.
So, we went to bed last night without any answers. Was someone in the house? Did some sort of strange electric impulse turn the set on? Did our cat have some kind of sudden jumping ability and claw thumb dexterity to do it? I doubt it since she is crippled.
Or, were visited by a spirit of Christmas past, present or future? It is that time of the year!