March 3rd 2013 3:45 am
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As usual I sit here checking my community page to see what's going on with my kitties feline friends, checking the diaries page, reading the DDPs and other interesting looking diaries there, sending a couple of friend requests, etc.
As usual Splat Cat sits plastered to my chest with her paws wrapped around my neck, her body partly obscuring my vision when suddenly, BONK! Something hard hit the left side of my forehead and landed on the floor. At the same moment my trackball ceased to work and Splat Cat jumped to a spot she chose to carefully make sure she was just out of my reach. In this case, the flying object was easily identified. It was the ball from my trackball!
Somehow, Splat Cat had managed to take the ball out of my trackball, flip the ball into the air, and hit me square on the left side of my forehead. I don't think she actually intended to hit me in the forehead with it though. Still, a trackball ball is heavy and it's as hard as a rock and if you get hit by one, it hurts! Splats clearly knew she had done something wrong because she wouldn't have jumped out of my reach otherwise.
When cats do something they know they shouldn't be doing, they usually reveal after the fact that they are well aware they misbehaved. (I'm talking here about misbehaviors that the CATS themselves clearly recognize and know are misbehaviors.)
On one hand, cats are great at sneaking. For instance, the same cats that can thunder through the house like a herd of horses when racing, can also jump, climb, and walk absolutely silently around on the kitchen countertops, inside cabinets, on top of the dragon's terrarium, and other such forbidden places. However, they haven't yet figured out that when they hear you coming and jump down, bang cabinet doors, and make other thumping and galloping sounds, the noises of their flight from the scenes of their "crimes" is a dead giveaway of what they were REALLY up to.
I'm not quite sure HOW Splat Cat managed to flip the ball out of my trackball, throw it upward, and hit me in the head with it. It happened so fast that the only movement I saw her make was a quick turn of her head. By the time I retrieved the ball and put it back into my trackball, Splat Cat had already made sure she was out of the room (perhaps hoping "out of sight-out of mind.")
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Oh no! That sounds painful! Oh, Splat! (But that is pretty amazing that you were able to do that so quickly!)
MOL! I too have learned to remove the ball from our turbo scratcher. I lay on my back and put my paws over my head and pop it out then carry it up the stairs and drop it, makes a marvelous came of chase. Twofers are trainable though and she will put it back in the scratcher for the others to play with till I decide to catnap it again.
hugs and purrs,