Not as sulky as he looks - Tim the Cat doesn't like the flash on the camera. I was in bed reading last night when I suddenly heard a dashing and rumbling plus a click, click, clicketty, clicketty, click, click, click. Tim the Cat was playing with one of his ping pong balls. I kept thinking that any minute he would get it stuck under some piece of furniture and the noise would be over but it kept going on and on. I finally realized he had somehow gotten a ping pong ball up, over, and INTO the bathtub.
I try to be considerate of my downstairs neighbor and I am sure a roudy game of ping pong ball, played by a thundering cat, in the bathtub, at 11 pm, is bound to be audible to someone trying to sleep downstairs so finally I got up and took the ping pong ball away from Tim. You should have seen his face peering over the rim of the tub. He looked both cute and forlorn at the same time.
I probably shouldn't talk about my cat so much, but I have to admit that he is one of my chief forms of live entertainment.
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I brought my black half-Siamese cat Raven back to Victoria from graduate school in Winnipeg with me. He used to love to race around in the bathtub, banking off the walls and making several circuits before leaping out and running off with his tail in the air. It was hilarious watching him.
ReplyDeleteOne evening I was having a bath when Raven came into the bathroom. He must have thought something along the lines of, "Wow! Mom's in the tub!! We can play together!!!" because he took a flying leap to join me.
He hadn't expected the water.
Pattie