Straight from the Cat…

Every day seems to run the same course.  I wake up after a long night of sleeping beneath the dark confines of the sofa.  My eyes squint open and my ears perk up as I hear the trample of feet passing me by.  :::Grumbles:::  Mom storms past me with the briefcase that I so love to paw around in each night.  I’m precisely positive she hasn’t a need for it, so I don’t understand why she can’t leave it for me to play in all day. Looking forward to her arrival home tonight so I can purr around her feet for food and snacks.  As long as I butter up, she’s pretty good about taking care of my every need.

These days have been reruns since early kitten-hood.  But today-today is different.  Today Mom comes home from the store with a new toy.  She knows that balls of yarn and stuffed mice are a fad from my juvenile kitten days, so I decide to put my trust in her.

Is this a bowling pin? Or the mecca of all cat toys? “Kitty Laser Light Heaven” is how my cat, Leo would describe the FroliCat BOLT Laser Cat Toy.

As I busily play with the empty box that she tosses to the floor, she says, “Here, Leo.  I want you to meet BOLT™.”  (Me-ow!  As much as I love her, I just despise being called Leo.  I wholeheartedly would prefer “King, Emperor or Ruler of all Things.) 

Anyway, I just so happen to look up at a gleaming white bowling pin…? What did she bring me?

Is this a bowling pin? Or the mecca of all cat toys? “Kitty Laser Light Heaven” is how my cat, Leo would describe the FroliCat BOLT Laser Cat Toy.

No, not a bowling pin, it is a…and then ZOOM!  A laser beam darts across the open space in front of me.  What is going on?  I thought Mom was playing with the laser pen again, but by now she is busy preparing my supper.  So then how did she…? 

When I turn my focus back to the light it’s gone!  I frantically shift my eyes from side to side and track down my prey:  the surreptitious red laser beam.  This is much more rewarding than bird watching!

The light is halfway across the room now, flitting from left to right and every which way.  I lower myself on my haunches and creep forward.  I leap and pounce!  Ah-ha!  I knew I could catch the sneaky thing!  But wait…I didn’t?  I missed?  How?

I have yet to make that laser light mine, but one day I’ll get it.  I’m carefully planning, and tomorrow I attack yet again!

:::Purrs:::

I’m sure you are as surprised as I was to find this from my cat!  I had an inkling that he was pompous, was buttering me up for food and treats only and also getting bored with his old toys. I couldn’t have been more right!  I’ll be looking under the couch more often. Has anyone else ever stumbled upon a diary entry from their cat? I’m curious to know what he/she said…