She had leapt, rather pounced really, off the edge of the bed in pursuit of her quarry; that obnoxious creature who had recently been messing with her head. The adversary had been thrusting his rude fingers against her fur, so she tracked and stalked.

She realized something in mid-leap.

Mid-leap she recognized the food-giver. Mid-leap she recognized friend.

The kitten crashed into the leg, claws withdrawn, her padded paws beating ineffectively against the denim as she flopped towards the floor.

- finite

hehe, this has actually happened twice, same Mayhem kitten, the first time it happened I laughed quite hysterically for awhile and had to do some apologizing to the feelings of the kitten who sat, humiliated, on the floor.

i am so retard – ed – lee  enamored with my kittens that it’s almost sad

anyway . . . we will soon return to silly fiction for the two of you who might care about such things

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