I’m content now to simply rest on mama’s hand and relax.
Well, as I became accustomed to my new abode, I also felt that my very serious feral personality was undergoing a radical change. I no longer had to forage for my meals, attempting to chase small creatures all over the place and often failing because another bad kitty intimidated little me, discouraging me from the hunt. I no longer had to find a semi-warm place to snooze, with one 👂 ear cocked for danger.
However, there was the introduction, new for me, of a strange feathered something on the end of what looked like a fishing rod, whatever that is, and my new anthros would toss it into the air and then hide it under our duvet and pull it along the edge as if it were real prey. Boy, what these anthros can think up!
I would far rather have had a little mouse in a harness with a leash that mama could pull around instead of the feathers and I could sharpen my chasseur skills whilst lolling on a nice soft bed. Ah, well, I complied and still do with the Chase a Feather thingy, especially when cooped up in this apartment as I am now for another two weeks.
Hey, you have to humor them, right? After all, they have done so much to keep you happy and fed and I feel that to go along with silly games is the least I can do.
Plus, I love tearing the throat out of that feather, heh, heh…
…but I think this particular game has a formidable learning curve…
Loulou, I’m convinced you’ll get the hang of it. Hey, we all have to do these silly games to make our humans laugh and think we’re soooo cute – and give us treats. Oh, he things we have to do. But have to admit it’s kinda fun, huh? Especially getting pushed around in a stroller! I do like that part…..
How sweet of you to humor the anthros 🙂
LouLou tearing that feather thing up is such fun once you get worked up into it
You have done an admiraable job of keeping your hunting skills sharp in the absence of rel challenges like in your woodpile days.
When the weather is cold I love having the cats sleep on my hands to keep ’em warm. I bet Mama loves this as much as you do.
Mon ami Loulou, I like your idea of a mousie in a harness. Maybe you could start a service where humans could rent them out to do small chores around the house. Tee hee hee. PS, now that Mom is back home I am able to catch up on commenting. Purrlease furrgive our absenteeism. Je t’aime.