
Chasing, running
Playing, jumping
Pouncing, leaping
Happy, racing
Running fast
Speedy paws
Get that toy!
Pounce on the mouse!
So much catnip!
Cheeky face!
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Chasing, running
Playing, jumping
Pouncing, leaping
Happy, racing
Running fast
Speedy paws
Get that toy!
Pounce on the mouse!
So much catnip!
Cheeky face!

In, out
Wash
Out, in
Pounce
Up, down
Dinner
Down, up
Sleep
Sideways
Wake
Round and round
Wash
A cats life
Out, in
Jump
And eight more…

Snoozes
Sleep,
Tired and shattered
Run round all day
Now I need a kip
Falling asleep
The cat dreams
Chase mice
Hunt birds
Jump on frogs
Lick paws
Kick legs
Pounce
Snooze
Sleep

Sat on the fridge
Looking cheeky
Eye on the seahorse
Ready to strike
Or will he disturb
My fridge magnet haven?
Paw at the ready
Beady eye squinting
Ready to pounce
So funny
So daft!

Ooo dear, suddenly buzzing round the front door was a huge wasp, it must have snuck in when I put the milk bottles out. It was big. A queen? I don’t know, perhaps my fear made it seem larger. Boy cat, in his cone of shame, was bouncing up and down by the door, reaching up to the letterbox. He looked very comical in his buster collar, but I was worried the wasp would get scooped up by it!
Then I saw it. It was up on the glass above the door. But I couldn’t reach it! My hubby took the glass I was holding and got a bit of paper, quickly covered the wasp and I opened the front door. Off it flew.
I can’t tell you what species of wasp it was. All I know is it seemed to have a large stinger. I hope it finds somewhere to go, but not in my home.
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Take two cats and a box. Add one cat to the box, the other on top of it, stir in a bit of playfulness and a few pounces and you get this. Fun! I only just managed to get the photo as a split second later the female cat shot across the room leaving her brother with his head spinning.

Jumped in,
Sitting pretty.
My box now,
not yours.
Peeping out,
watching for
the Queen,
his sister
who might turn mean.
Pounced in,
now jumping out.
Biting the sides
of the box.
He slow blinks,
plotting his next move.

My cats do like play fighting, at the moment they are either squabbling over a basket or trying to be top cat on top of the settee. Seeing them running backwards and forwards is great, or hiding under the coats by the back door and pouncing from underneath them as the other one runs past. It can be very funny. But it is only play fighting. They make little purring noises as they chase. Its like they are talking to each other. Leaping over each other. Flying, skipping, jumping. Fun.

My cat does not like his belly rubbing or tickling even if he lies like this! Tickle his chin, that’s fine. Try and give him a belly rub, and the claws come out. He has to be extremely relaxed for me to dare to tickle him. I’ve got lots of scratches and puncture wounds in the months after we got him. Now I know him, I keep my hands away from those claws. I think it’s like fishing, he tempts you close, then – pounce, he’s got the back of your hand or a finger. Ouch!

He looks like butter wouldn’t melt in his mouth, but two minutes ago he and his sister were chasing each other up and down the stairs, up on bookcases and rushing in and out of the kitchen and bathroom. 
Now his sister is playing with a cat toy and is ignoring him! Does anyone else have cats that have mad half hours? Pouncing and chasing. Basically getting up to mischief and having fun. I wish I’d got some photos!