catsexcept for the banging coming from behind the white doors were i used to sleep, today was pretty close to ideal. Calico spent alot of time playing with me. her favorite game is to scratch my tunnel and I jump through it pretending i dont know she is doing the scratching. and after we do that for a while she lets me play the way I love to play. mean and tough. she has this grey snakey thing that's like the stuff around the dors to the outside and I like to hide inside my white lair and go for it. once i get it I jack rabbit kick and chew and maul it as if it were a real snake. Keeps me in practice in case I ever encounter one in eal life which is unlikely and I will confess ( but don't tell callico) that I like being inside so much.
Today some nice birds were at the glass walls and although I couldn't get my claws on them , they sure smelled interesting and keep me pretty busy planning and dreaming. But I do believe in live and let live most of the time. the closest I have ever come to live game is when she opens that can and it hasn't been chilled yet. sigh. I am so pampered.
Some people have disappearred in this neighborhood and last week a big tabby came to the window and told me abot a pretty rough night he had a while back when he came too close to a coyote. He had to get on top of his animal's ( Katy and Steve who come over here to vist my animals) roof to stay safe and it got pretty cold and boring up there. Plus, and I know this is hard to believe but he has to find his own food. I meanot's noot waiting for him the sameplace four times a day. So when all is said and done we people have a good deal having let these animals live with us and do our bidding. I mean it's hard work and someone has to do it. right? meow.
