*cracks up laughing*

[tsaiko]

miome and I were sitting on the couch waiting for our pizza to arrive. Behind us, we hear Nadia playing with one of the paper bags. We keeps some lying around as a quick and easy place to store our recycling until we can take it out to the recycling center. The bag is russling as she's playing in it. All of a sudden, Nadia comes tearing across the room with the bag chasing her. Seems she tried to fit through one of the paper handles on the bag, got half way through, realized "OMG, THE BAG IS CHASING ME!" and took off.

"Hold on a second," I told Miome between fits of laughter. "I have to go rescue my cat from a paper bag."

I cornered her in my room and got the bag off of her. She was slightly traumatized by the horrible monster that had chased her and promptly slunk under the bed. I'm sure my laughing didn't help the situation.

My cats = hours of entertainment.

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[zombiebanana.livejournal.com]

I love watching my cats goof off outside. One will almost always end up crouching on the ground and wiggling her butt at the other one, then POUNCE! And around the yard they will go. One of them chased the other up a tree yesterday. :3

I think domesticated cats were created as small personal amusement units. *nod*