Attack of the Catnip Banana

“We are never more fully alive, more completely ourselves, or more deeply engrossed in anything than when we are playing.” -Charles Schaefer- Gibbs the cat loves his catnip banana. Gibbs enjoys playing “attack of the catnip banana” with the human. The human obliges with a hint of mischief, a bit of delight, wary of the claws that don’t always land on the banana (if you know what I mean) (I mean skin piercing and blood could be involved if notRead more

SoCS: When Knives Attack!

This post is based solely on the movie name of “Knives Out,” per direction from the fabulous Linda G. Hill. Have I ever told you of my relationship with knives? I love using knives. They make cooking much easier – slicing instead of pounding with a rock or tearing with my teeth. Knives, on the other hand, don’t always love me back. Take, for instance, the time many years ago when a bread knife decided to take a journey offRead more

Clueless

It always gives me a shiver when I see a cat seeing what I can’t see. ~Eleanor Farjeon~ I see what he sees, in the fuzzy distance. But I am clueless over his thoughts. Is she friend or foe to him, in this particular instance?   Does he ponder a gesture of friendship, or the pounce of an attack? The scene could be two cats, merely relaxing a few feet apart, or the onset of a game…the principal players plotting toRead more