Dreamy's Stories

Dreamy's Ride

So there I was, calmly stretched out in a lingering sunbeam by the back
door when it came to me rather suddenly. I leaped straight up in the air
and saw the object of my instant obsession way down below. I had time to
adjust the air flow over my tail, now enlarged to resemble a large
bottle brush, and aim myself properly to land squarely on the back of my
huge adopted sister Pebbles. Now when I say huge and I am not trying to
be mean, she is indeed not just "big boned" or "calorically challenged"
she is just plain fat. But soft. At least when falling from an amazing
altitude for a kitten. The landing was heard throughout the house, well
not the landing so much as chunkybutts verbal response. I suppose she
was not expecting me to be attached to her back. Well, as we live in
Texas, I thought the new sport of cat rodeo was appropriate. I know
that, for me a least, the afternoon was not near as boring as it was a
moment ago.

The 3 second ride didn't win me the belt buckle, but it did begin a very
invigorating chase scene that deserved to be on the new show "Next
Action Star". The trip through the kitchen on those rather slippery
floors was lots of fun. If you ever get to see a beach ball covered in
fur roll through a room you would understand my total joy at this
moment. The fuzzy butterball can't hope to catch me so I had lots of
time to slow down and watch the fur fly as she slamed into cabinets and
doors. I ran back past the Richard Simmons reject "clickity clickity
clickity click" (that is a hint to my two foot to please "try" to clip
these darn toenails) and found that she lost interest as she stopped at
the food dish. She normally has to rest many times on her way to the
feedbag, but her momentary lapse in mental acuity found her right in
front of her favorite place.

After several efforts to reinvigorate my new toy to no avail, I decided
to go back to the last few minutes of sunlight. Just as I sprawled out
in all my regal majesty, the two foot came in to see what all the ruckus
was about. I just closed my eyes and giggled as he went to clean up the
mess that big cat had made in the kitchen. He was sure talking to her
about her behavior. Tsk Tsk ... that cat should be more careful.

Dreamy