I Need A Friggin’ Exorcist…
Or MAYBE, just maybe, my cat is on some really good cat nip and isn’t telling daddy. Who knows, with kids these days and their drugs and their hallucinations, right?
Anywho, Lexi, Queen of the House and Princess of Keeping Herself Occupied, as recently picked up playing shadow games. Confused? She chases shadows. Whenever the right lights are on, they cast our shadows onto the floor and furniture. So when we move, they move, and she moves… A LOT. When there are too many, I think blood vessels burst in Lexi’s head, causing her to go FADD (Feline A.D.D.). She’s all over the place. Hell I’ve even been tempted to charge admission at the door so everyone can witness in the humor that is Lexi’s playtime. Unfortunately, it either doesn’t last long enough and she gets bored quickly or she gets scared (as usual) and runs away from them.
This has been going on for awhile now, but today was a new one. She found she could play with herself (pervert) by chasing the shadow thrown by her own tail. This happened about 20 minutes ago, and I felt compelled and empowered to share this with you.
So now that I have, is your day better? Is your world a cleaner place to live? Huh? Huh?! Good. I can go to bed tonight happy.

January 17th, 2008 at 12:52 am
your kitty and my kitty.. sitting by the fiyah.. my kitty tells your kitty.. PCs are better… they rock! your kitty cries.
January 17th, 2008 at 10:36 am
Shadows are amazing things. In fact, that story is exactly how I discovered that I could play with myself.