cat = 1, pocket = 0
having many cats for many years, i've seen them attack a vast number of various things; dots of light and shadows, dangling, well, dangling anything, even certain socks, and our large Norwegian Forest cat Mecha loves to reach up, attack my PJ pants by yanking them all the way down/off [which has sometimes been a tad embarrassing]...but until today i've never seen one attack a
pocket, especially with such single-minded ferocity as one of ours is right now....
heheheh
twiin has his legs up on the coffee table, and our large, black, tail-wagging cat named Sidheannah [She-awn-nah] who, if you remember
tonyyoung, is the one i mentioned a long time ago who looks exactly like your beautiful boy that you lost, is stretched out across them, his front paws clamped down on either side of
twiin's large cargo pocket on the side of his pants....he's pulled on all the material of the pocket so that it stands straight out from the side of the leg in a large, black cone of cotton that he's trying with great reckless abandon to pull off the side of the pants with his teeth, his jaw sometimes clamping down as hard as he can while he shakes his head viciously from side to side trying to tear it off....and he's been at it about 10 minutes thus far....
"umm, leslie will you sew my pockets back on if Sidheannah chews them off...?!" Current Mood:
insomniaticCurrent Music: giggling