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Cooked black- and pinto-bean enchiladas for lunch, delighting S., who stopped by. Apparently me cooking a meal has deep resonances for him. He was delighted to be included in the lunch and helped chop some cheese.

Guest Cat has been revealed as a tail-chaser. My sister stopped by on Friday and we had great amusement watching GC carefully stalk her tail. She sat, tensed, first ignoring it (to lull it into a sense of security?) then stared back at it, eyes fixed, unable to look away as that tail tip gracefully undulated. Pounce!

My cat hunted (fur mice, rubber balls, milk bottle rings) rather in the style of a casual tennis player: it was an amusing enough way to spend a bit of time, so why not, but not something he was passionate about. Interacting with humans was much more interesting.


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May. 17th, 2009 11:15 pm (UTC)
My kitties used to be tail chasers, but alas, they have gotten old, paunchy, and too dignified to do such adorkable stuff anymore.
May. 18th, 2009 01:38 am (UTC)
Mine chased his tail a few times in his youth, but only a handful of times that I saw. And he never attacked it with the zest that GC brings to it. But he was definitely adorkable! My sister used to call him the Bertie Wooster of cats.
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