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I’m guessing y’all still remember Monster, the wee kitten I brought home a few months ago.

2014-10-05_1412547194This little guy has proven to be intelligent, inquisitive, loving, affectionate, cuddly, talkative, and very playful. He plays fetch like a pro, and includes the amusing theater of officially “killing” whatever object I have thrown for him before proudly returning it to my feet.

He’ll do just about anything to spend a few minutes batting the drawstrings dangling from any of my hoodies and will jump into my arms when I am least expecting him to do so.

One of my favorite things that he does, though, is stalk me as I walk through the apartment and attack my legs. He never bites. He never uses his claws. He just tags me and runs away. If I don’t ignore it and buy into the game, we end up chasing each other around the house, with my victory more or less assured by the fact that I can pick him up, flip him over, and snorgle him whenever I like.

It sorta pisses him off, but he also sorta loves it.

But I guess I got complacent about that whole opposable thumbs thing. Cocky, even. Because either through sheer luck or a creepily intelligent ability to anticipate what I was about to do, Monster positioned himself in such a way that my single available move involved falling backward on my ass and landing flat on my back.

And if you think that’s bad, the fact that he jumped on my chest to drive his victory home with purring and nose boops seriously burns.

I’ve learned my lesson, little cat. Oh yes, I have. I won’t underestimate you again.

3 responses

  1. I love my older cats dearly, but this post makes me wish I had a young’un in the house.
    OTOH, I spent part of the afternoon immobilized by GreyCat snoozing in the cat channel (created by laying on a bed with your legs close together) with his head on my fist, while BlackCat passed out tightly by my side. They don’t play much anymore, but they sure do love.

    November 14, 2014 at 4:43 pm

  2. Auros

    This is pretty much Keiun’s perpetual mental state: http://cheezburger.com/6332739840

    And both cats have a habit of coming and sitting on me just as I was going to reach over for the remote. So then Plymouth has to get it instead. And then there’s their habit of doing this: https://www.flickr.com/photos/plymouths/4024435827/in/set-72157606250818489

    November 14, 2014 at 10:23 pm

  3. Love how he carries the fishy haha

    November 15, 2014 at 10:41 am

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