January 18th 2013 8:36 am
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I might just be the luckiest Sparkman in existence. My Grandhumanmom Santa helpers sent me a whole box of feather toys that elves made from their pet duck feathers. They were tied together with short pieces of digestible cotton threads, but PurrC and I have been merrily ripping them up and carrying the feathers all over the house... Then a few mornings back, I wasn't feeling all that into playing fetch with Mom (the radiator was warm! I wasn't about to leave that!) so she kept throwing around my fetch mouse and trying to get my attention. I'd look over when I heard her say my name, then sleepily go back to chillaxing... Then at one point I looked up and fetch mouse had grown a great big feather tail! When she threw him that time, the feather spun around with fetch mouse and I had to run after that!
A few more days went by and even feather tail mouse was getting dull. But I followed Momup to the bathroom and flopped on the carpet. Then under the corner edge, I saw that feather peaking out! I pounced and attacked and started doing wild summersaults through the air. There were bunny kicks and boxing paws... I thought sure the carpet would be in shreads, but I had to kill that wiggling feather.
Then Mom and I finished up our game, I ate a potato treat and she drank more coffee... I heard Dad getting ready for a shower. I ran up the stairs, dashed in the room, and saw that feather still under the carpet! I rushed in, dove at the feather and just barely missed slashing open Dad's foot. He jumped out of the way and told Mom what had happened... He just needs to learn not to stand on my feather!
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I agree it's not your fault, he should have seen the feather. Besides accidents do happen what about when they stand on your tail. Yeah they do it too.
Totally! Good point, Mr. D!
whoa gotta get that feather and kill it! do not let it get away! feet in the way are just a part of what happens in the war against feathers!!
Have gun with those feathers!
You have fun running and jumping with your feathers and mousies. I run around with the mouse in my mouth!