Sunday, August 17, 2014

Five cats, one fly

Hi, it's Lulu.

It all started out as a typical Caturday yesterday. Z-Girl fed us on time and then hustled out of the house earlier than normal, for a weekend. She says she will write about that experience tomorrow. Which is good, because I want to tell my story today.

Somewhere in the mid-afternoon, Z-Girl noticed me focused on a UFO (Unidentified Flying Object). I was fascinated. It was whizzing about, so I had to follow.

From the dresser to the bed, up in the air with a big twist I jumped. Thought I had it with one of my two-paw clasps, but it escaped.

So I started calling, "come here, little fly!" Although all Z-Girl heard was my meow, I was in full communication with the flying menace. Of course, this tipped off the rest of the cats in the Warehouse apartment, and from there it was a melee.

The two tuxedos think THEY own the windows by the TV. I'm really not into territory, not when there's a fly to catch. So, I ran to the window and I had a good shot at getting my paws on it again. Until Valentina jumped in the window, forcing me down. (Yes, I hissed at her as I jumped down). But I didn't run away. I stayed close by. Then, Manhattan came and SHE jumped into the window too. That really upset me. Surely, those two were going to get my prey. Somedays I feel like Cinderella and they are the Evil Step-Tuxedos.

Anyway, the fly toyed with Valentina for a few minutes, and then zoomed over to my windows.

From there on, I decided not to talk. It seemed like he knew his minutes were numbered. Z-Girl turned her attention away from me, and when she came back I was asleep in my bed, perched beside the window.



And I'll never reveal if I caught and killed it, but I can tell you--he's not flying around the Warehouse apartment anymore.

Lulu, out.

3 comments:

  1. Lulu, at least your prey was actually flying.
    I've seen Waffles spend an entire afternoon trying to take down a UDO (Unidentified Dust Object) hovering on the windowsill.
    ; ) Katie

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  2. Lulu, we think we're pretty sure what happened to your ... um, we mean THAT ... fly. Did it taste like chicken??? ;)

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  3. Lulu - you had me on the edge of my seat with this one! Great storytelling and we think we know the true ending! Purrs from Deb and the Zee and Zoey Gang!

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