A celebration of the kitties (and their friends) of the CatBlogosphere in verse.
Friday, June 12, 2009
Here is Sweets being calm and collected, not his usual style. Sweets started out life as a feral kitty and lived on his own for almost two years, before he was caught and sent to a shelter. During that time he became a formidable hunter and those instincts are still very strong in him. His Mom found him in the shelter and Sweets has been much happier, though a bit frustrated, as an indoor cat. He loves to watch the wildlife of rural Pennsylvania out the window and talks to the birds and animals he sees. He really wants to get outside and pounce on them. These days he takes out his hunting cravings on catnip mice, which he bats around the house with great abandon, then calls for Servant #1, as he calls his Mom, to fetch them out from under the furniture when he can't reach them. In his spare time, he plots world domination. I wonder if he knows Anita. He has moved around quite a bit in his time with Servant #1, from where she was going to college to out in the woods in Pennsylvania to Seattle and back again to the Pennsylvania woods. I think he likes the woods best, as there is more wildlife to watch and talk to. Servant #1 has a busy life, so Sweets doesn't blog much, but it is worth reading when he does.
Sweets is a hunter of great renown. There isn't a critter he wouldn't chow down. Squirrels and birds, Even mice in herds, All must beware when Sweets is aroun'.