A sign from god?

I'm being sabotaged in my own home.
The cats -who have now found a way to climb onto the kitchen table- have eaten, yes eaten, the contact address for the job I was going to apply for. I'd cut it out of the paper and hung it on the noticeboard, to remind myself of it. As we were sitting down for dinner just now, I discovered the e-mail address has disappeared down the stomache of one of the Terror Trio.
Does this mean I'll have to dissect their poo for the next few days?
Or are the gods telling me to stay where I am, no-one will ever be stupid enough to give me another job?

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