Although I suspect our two cats need about 149 lives. Jessica has been away since Wednesday evening at a guide camp and so Bagheera has been sleeping in our room. Picture it – one very small cat sleeping at the head of the bed and one somewhat larger cat sleeping at the foot, this in itself is not a problem, the problem comes when they both decide it is time to get up. Somewhere between 5:00 and 5:30 the games begin.
Thumpitty, thumpitty, thump…. one cat streaks across the wooden floor – followed shortly by – thumpty, thumpty, thump…. crash. Then Gymmie starts his… meeeuw, meeuw, chirrup, meeuw. Then more galloping, only now they’ve switched places – more thumpitty’s and thumpty’s – more crashes, wallops, scratching of furniture and meeeuw’s. This goes on for as long as it takes for me to get out of bed – yell at them and figure if I don’t get up – they’re just going to get worse. So I get up and suddenly all is quiet and they disappear somewhere.
I’m going to bliksem them.