Monday, July 27, 2009

The terror of Itty Bitty Kitty

So sorry for the long delay between posts....I have been so busy. something funny to share!

Recently, I agreed to foster a four week old kitten rescued from Highway 82.

As the president of the humane society, I was obligated to take him. With my three dogs, it is impossible for me to take another dog, but a cat -- now, that is the lazy man's pet. Figuring I would find a home for him soon, I christened him Itty Bitty Kitty -- far from the string of literary names I have saddled my poor pets with in the past.

At first, he was shy -- hiding behind the refrigerator or on the shelf of the baker's rack. That lasted about a week.

I saw gradual changes. Attacking me at the door waiting to be fed. Sleeping in the dog bed perched up against Don Juan the Chihuahua. Learning to climb onto the kitchen counter to tear into a ziploc bag and help himself to a blueberry muffin. That last episode got him a trip out in the yard.

He quickly learned to terrorize my dogs. I caught him standing on the coffee table, watching for Skipper to walk past. When Skipper reached a reasonable distance, Itty Bitty Kitty launched himself onto Skipper's back like a cowboy at a rodeo.

Skipper was demented after the event.

Okay, I know I go on and on about my menagerie of pets, but I just had to share his newest scheme to get my attention.

Hanging from my back door screen -- just like one of those suction cup car animals.

Yes, I know. I have no life but to observe my herd, but they do make me smile.