Felis ridiculous.
Feb. 28th, 2006 11:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
flewellynMany people do not believe me when I describe my middle (in age) cat, Miette, as "the most graceless ball of furry flab ever to lay claim to the name feline". They always cite examples of their own cats doing goofy things like trying to jump and then missing the landing and falling down, or running around and banging into things.
However, tonight I saw absolute proof.
Miette came into the living room just a moment ago, carrying her stuffed crab. This is a small stuffed animal that I sewed together about 15 years ago or so, when I was futilely trying to learn to sew. She loves to carry this thing around the apartment, dropping it in random places, and then ignoring it for a few days.
Tonight, she brought it in, dropped it on the floor, and then started to trot towards me...
...and tripped over the crab.
Uh-huh.
However, tonight I saw absolute proof.
Miette came into the living room just a moment ago, carrying her stuffed crab. This is a small stuffed animal that I sewed together about 15 years ago or so, when I was futilely trying to learn to sew. She loves to carry this thing around the apartment, dropping it in random places, and then ignoring it for a few days.
Tonight, she brought it in, dropped it on the floor, and then started to trot towards me...
...and tripped over the crab.
Uh-huh.
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Date: 2006-03-01 07:55 am (UTC)Oh, oh, oh dear god in heaven. Oh, the poor, poor girl.
Yes, that takes the cake. No argument here.
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Date: 2006-03-01 03:23 pm (UTC)Something she just put down?
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Date: 2006-03-01 06:37 pm (UTC)