Cat Watch

I lay in bed last night. Lights out. Dark. All I could hear was a mixture of wind, purring and licking. Cats do a lot of licking. Noisy licking. Or my cats do. There I am, trying to get to sleep and all I can hear is a trio of slurp slurp slurp.

I wonder if there's an Olympic event for that too? The 0-60 equivalent for cat cleaning. Maybe the contestant cats first have to run through a field, over the cabbage patch and through the bush with all the burrs on; that's when the clock's started.

Serious amount of cat antics these days in the house. I doubt it's all frisky considering the amount of chopping and spading that went on in their early life. Maybe it's the weather? All cooped up inside. Over the passed days other than the lick-a-thon I've seen:

1. Cat Leap Frog
   Evil jumping cat over cat action – often with the head of the jumpee pushed into the carpet
2. Cat Puppet Show
   Head only showing through curtain madness – look at me, look at me
3. Numerous trials of Window-Bed-Jump
4. Peg-Bite-Scream
   An evil advancement on the Wake-My-Wife event involving wrestling maneuvers never before seen
5. Garden Chase
   A rapid pursuit and rose-bush sitting game

Has the moon shifted or something?

Cat Watch will continue as the events unfold. I hear cameras will be allowed into the next event.