Cat fishing, and taking Baby down a few pegs, too. Weekend fun, fun, funny!
Our cat was rolling around, murdering a red feather, that had fallen from one of the kids garish Indian headdress costume rigs, yesterday. I yelped in pain when she snagged me with her needle sharp claws as I picked up the feather, cats are astonishingly quick! Hitler was happy to have me join in her little game, far more glad than I was. I couldn’t resist tying the feather to a fishing pole’s monofilament line, to tease her by snatching it away just as she jumped at it, the next time. Hitler... Sign in to see full entry.