G cat

My little cat is the funniest thing ever .

So, there are those little feather balls he loves more than any of his toys. He can play with them for hours at a time - kicking and chasing them, carrying them in his mouth, chewing and gnawing on them. If more than two or three days he goes without, he becomes cranky and starts biting everything in sight.

However, he also tends to loose them at a rate of four per week - most go under the fringe, and by now, he is too big to go behind and take them back. And he knows it, too. (the look he gave me when I nearly kicked a ball under the fringe was hilarious.)

Anyway, I bought him several more today, since we failed to locate the most recently lost ones. At one point he had two balls right near him. So the little cat grabs one ball in his mouth, carries it to my sandal and carefully tucks the ball inside. He even pawed it a little with his paw to make sure it's safely tucked in. And only when assured that he has at least one spare ball, he ran off to play with the other one...

When he is big enough to open doors we are so fucked up. . With this kind of intelligence...