
Being an animal lover, of course, I would much rather do myself serious damage than harm a hair of his little feline personality. So we proceed on our journey, all the while his ears are like antennas checking constantly for any change in movement or direction. And I shuffle along behind in a kind of one-legged hop as I try to predict which way he's going to veer. I stop to regain balance; he stops as he's "following" me. I place my left leg to his left and right leg to his right. So now I'm straddling him! He looks at me:
"Make up your mind!"
I hop over him and gain the advantage of being at the front. He nips round the side of me and stands on my left foot. We reach an impasse. Confusion reigns. We pause to consider our positions and then the whole thing starts over again; but by this time I have forgotten what it was I was supposed to be doing anyway, so I swivel round on my one free foot and hobble back to base camp in the living room for a regroup and a bit of a think. Austin goes back to rolling on his catnip stash behind the piano.
That is all SO true! Why do they do that?
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Maybe it's some innate herding instinct gone abit awry! lol
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ReplyDeleteGreat observations as usual.
Loving the "catnip" reference. Perhaps it's just the immature in me, but the idea of cats doing drugs always tickles me :-)
-Dave
Well you are both teenagers! lol xx
ReplyDeleteThat is a great observation and you are so right! It makes me want a cat even more! For the first summer ever, I haven't had a foster litter...oh well, there's still time!
ReplyDeleteYou described it perfectly. Miss Cindi Lou Who will stop and give me the "what's taking you so long" look. This dance is even more fun in the middle of the night, being "followed" by a black cat gets really exciting.
ReplyDeleteI bet it does! LOL If it wasn't for Austins white bits I's never see him at all in the dark :D
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