Cats are Strange!

An amusing feline morning...

Pouncival is attempting to scale the counters now. He made it up the fish tank and onto the windowsill, managing to knock one of my orchids to the ground...d'oh! the plant was fine, but it did get orchid bark all over the floor. When I vaccumed it, Pouncival came up, wanting his vaccum. I'm not kidding. Most cats head for the hills at the first breath of a vaccum, but my odd little boy treats it like a massage. Makes for a great grooming tool, let me tell you. I'm wondering if his family share this trait. Mooncat?

I wish he'd teach Magic the pleasure of the vaccum. (heck, that sounds like the kicking off point for more furry porn.) She came in shedding like crazy this morning, wanting a little love. Poor thing, Pounce pounces her hard every time he sees her, she's always getting roughed up. So I spent some Magic time, just petting and brushing her (and brushing, and brushing...)

I found almost an entire cat's claw, broken off, lodged in her *head*. She seemed happy to have it taken out. She's involved in an ongoing dispute over the territory under our deck with the neighbor's three cats. She seems to be in the best position at the moment, but I heard them yowling about it last night. It is three on one, and magic is at a disadvantage because I trim her claws...wish she'd just stay in the yard, but no. Never question a cat's territorial desires.

When Pounce grows up, if he takes an interest in it, the neighbor cats are doomed. In play, he's merciless, and draws blood even *with* trimmed claws. And he's going to be huge. I shudder to think of an adult Pounce explaining to another cat that the land is his.

I have this silly sticker on my car that says "my cat can beat up your cat." I guess now it's true.