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Stickmaker ([personal profile] stickmaker) wrote2009-12-20 12:07 pm

Comical Cats

Went to dump some stuff on the compost heap. Youngest cat was outside in the cold and wet. Decided he wanted in. Runrunrunrun. He charged through the door (I'm holding it open, urging him on) rounded the corner into the kitchen. Wet paws hit vinyl flooring. Kitty spinout. :-)
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[personal profile] kengr 2009-12-21 12:49 am (UTC)(link)
You'd have loved what we dubbed the "cat races" at one house we lived in years back.

Pretend there's a map here. Lower left is the dining room. Upper left is the kitchen. Upper right is an odd sort of room/hallway. Lower right is the living room.

There's huge archway thing between the living room and dining room. A doorway between the kitchen and dining room. Another door from the kitchen to the hall. And a door from the hall to the living room (all of the doors a re fairly close to the "center" of the map).

So the several vats will start in the living room,. One runs into the dining room and the others give chase. From there it's into the kitchen, then the hall, then the living room.

Each lap the cats are going faster. By the second you can hear the frantic scrabbling of claws on linoleum as they try to make the turn in the kitchen.

Watching cats who are practically laying on their *sides* as they make that turn was interesting. But the real fun was when, after several laps, they are going fast enough that one of them can't make the turn.

THUD! as a cat slams into the wall a foot or ,more short of the door.

Silly cats.

[identity profile] cathyr19355.livejournal.com 2009-12-21 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
Pity you didn't have a webcam set up to record it. (How could you know, of course, that Comedy in Real Life was about to transpire, but it's still a pity.)

[identity profile] stickmaker.livejournal.com 2009-12-21 03:04 pm (UTC)(link)


Actually, my description was misleading. It was more like kitty drifting than a spinout. His rear swung around until he was moving at almost ninety degrees with respect to the direction he was pointing. :-)