I don't have a picture of the incident, but I was in the shower when I noticed one of the kittens (Lancelot) walking on the edge of the tub (it's several inches wide), and in between the two shower curtains. Meaning, there was a curtain between me and him, and another between him and the bathroom. I could see him through the curtain, carefully walking along, and then, splash. Lance floundered in the water, scratching me a few times before I managed to grab him, and quickly place him outside the shower. Only, he hadn't fallen into the water at all. His brother (Merlin) had been outside the shower, and as soon as he saw the outer shower curtain disturbed by Lance walking between the two curtains, he leapt forward, shoving his brother off the edge and into the water. And I swear I saw the little bastard grinning smugly when I set a panicking Lancelot on the shower rug.
That's fucking greaat. Bail-cat is so beautiful - almost as beautiful as my parents' neighbors' cat. She was my girl. Any time (note the separation there) I came by, if she was within earshot, she came right over to me, wantin some. Yeah, we know what you was doin, beau. Cats I grew up with liked bein touched pretty much all the time, and they's favorites places were end of the back, they's cheeks, and round the ears, about in that order. I could get away with petting their paws, usually they'd look at me intently like if they was a real girl and gettin tha treatment. Only thing they didn't care for was belly-rubbin; they wouldn't get pissed, they just weren't into it. Now an ex of mine some years ago brought this batshit crazy wild cat home from her sister's trailer park. For fuck's sake, there are times when one's kin need to be left to themselves, like forever. That cat would just come up and scratch, or it'd freak out at two pats on the back. I love animals, but I have no patience for lack of comprehension, and I'll put that thing in the ground. Animals are not people. Except my girl above. Too bad she just disappeared....
I just want to point out that "cat butt" is really fun to say. I almost typed that the words just roll off the tongue nicely, but cat butt and tongue don't really go well together (unless you're a cat, in which case they go together perfectly). But never show up to a party empty-handed, so:
That is fucking - as my humanities instructor would say - High-larious. Civilians, though, never payin attention ta their surroundins....... @Iain Sparrow: Cat Alarm! Yeah! Musical, too. @Malisky: that ain't the same. Besides, only goobers and the foot fetishers wanna tickle. Real lovers rub them things down. And maybe large-gauge-bite them....but that goes for the whole body. Unless they's skinny, and then there ain't much ta work with. NO BUENO.