When stalking your prey, a great hunter learns to adapt. Take for instance while lying in wait for my prey, Gizmo or the girl kitty, CeCe, I had to create my hiding spot.
I did this by knocking the junk basket by the front door onto the floor. As you can see the oddest things end up in the basket. Once this was done I find the perfect way to hide where I can peek thru the handle to keep my prey in sight.
Now I wait for them to make a move towards the food and /or water bowl. When I see that they have come out of hiding to steal a quick nibble or drink. I am reading to make my move. The only problem is I forget to watch for the humans.
Oops! Busted by Auntie. What’s a guy supposed to do when he gets caught hunting the new guy. What any self-respecting guy would do. Look cute and wait for her to go away so I can resume my stalking in privacy. A kitty’s work is never done. ~Dominic
I finally decided to come out of my shell, and I am trying to adjust to this new life. I had an interesting chat with Mr. Bo Jangles last night, and there wasn’t one hiss exchanged between us. I still don’t know what to think about the others yet. Only time will tell. ~Gizmo
First, my Meowmy disappears. Now I am stuck living in this crazy place with four other felines. I am not a happy camper. My opinion was not asked for on this arrangement. I want to go home, what if Meowmy comes home and I’m not there??? Oh! and did I mention the DOG!! ~Gizmo
An unofficial member of the Cat’s Eye Gang. My Mom’s cat Gizmo. He is a service animal trained to monitor her breathing. If he feels her breathing isn’t right he will wake her up. He is very good at his job, much to my Mom’s dismay at times. She says if he can’t get her to wake up by meowing, he will nip at her toes.