Gazing out the kitchen window early morning, Tiny spies an intruder.
Our camera missed The Decisive Moment when the enemy first came into view and she did
that "chattering" thing cats do when they see something out of reach
whose jugular they'd like to go for.
Cat's-eye
view of the interloper, a black-and-white feline having a drink of melted
snow atop the garage roof. All-time-fave blogpost "Baby is my co-pilot" comes to mind.
Unable to access the true object of her territorial-imperative reflex, she displaces her rage onto a catnip toy and then, below, a pine cone plucked from the remnants of the Christmas Centerpiece, AKA the Kitty Play Center.
Ah. Revenge is sweet.
Update: Lots more sweetness and light at Carnival of the Cats #260 hosted by Cece of Mind of Mog.
A happy face to end the morning's frustration.
Posted by: goomp | March 07, 2009 at 10:44 AM
Love the one with the catnip mouse. Displaced, indeed....Language from one realm appropriate in this one! :) Or is she just a helpless addict like my felines, and do we just enable it? I'm starting catnip seeds today, but the difficulty is keeping the seedlings from the cats, and getting the plants started before they eat them up. Usually, planting several pre-started catnip plants from the nursery under cages til a foot high gives them enough of a head start from mine and the neighbors' catnip druggies...
Posted by: retriever | March 07, 2009 at 12:04 PM
Yet another series of incomparable Kitty-Photographs from the incomparable Sissy Willis. (sigh...)
Posted by: Elisson | March 07, 2009 at 05:54 PM
Yes, incomparable. Wonderful as always, Tiny is absolutely delightful.
Posted by: mog | March 07, 2009 at 11:35 PM