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Spending the day with Prowler: (13 week old kitten)
4:00 a.m. Prowler leaps of the bed and jumps sideways back and forth, then pounces about 3 feet in the air landing smack on the top of the first human chest as her landing pad. We both roll over presenting her with our backs and burrow under the covers.
Then she runs between us, trying to find our heads, once she has located a head, she steamrolls over the top of the victim's head back and forth. We giggle and wait her out.
Now she is frustrated. She runs between us and starts digging into the bedclothes as if it were her litter pan. We grab the blankets and tighten them down. We have learned she does this action, to creep the blankets away from our control. Mike whispers and calls her the orange devil.
Her action not working, she leaps across from the bed aiming for the windowsill and the vertical blinds. Back and forth she weaves through the blinds (clatter...clatter...clatter...) Still no movement from the humans in the bed, only muffled laughter from the humans still in bed.
She pounces again back to the bed square on a back- then scrambles up the ladder to the top of the closet, knocking down the folded clothes, scattering them down on the ground. Then she makes her final leap of the day to the middle of the bed, goes up to pop, turns around three times and goes to sleep.
She knows we won't get up to accomodate her, but she has to run her energy off someway- and yes, we play with her interactively all day and she terrorizes the other cats as well! LOL Care to trade kittens?
4:00 a.m. Prowler leaps of the bed and jumps sideways back and forth, then pounces about 3 feet in the air landing smack on the top of the first human chest as her landing pad. We both roll over presenting her with our backs and burrow under the covers.
Then she runs between us, trying to find our heads, once she has located a head, she steamrolls over the top of the victim's head back and forth. We giggle and wait her out.
Now she is frustrated. She runs between us and starts digging into the bedclothes as if it were her litter pan. We grab the blankets and tighten them down. We have learned she does this action, to creep the blankets away from our control. Mike whispers and calls her the orange devil.
Her action not working, she leaps across from the bed aiming for the windowsill and the vertical blinds. Back and forth she weaves through the blinds (clatter...clatter...clatter...) Still no movement from the humans in the bed, only muffled laughter from the humans still in bed.
She pounces again back to the bed square on a back- then scrambles up the ladder to the top of the closet, knocking down the folded clothes, scattering them down on the ground. Then she makes her final leap of the day to the middle of the bed, goes up to pop, turns around three times and goes to sleep.
She knows we won't get up to accomodate her, but she has to run her energy off someway- and yes, we play with her interactively all day and she terrorizes the other cats as well! LOL Care to trade kittens?