Saturday, January 20, 2007
Ice Hockey II
So I'm having a grand time with my ice cube last night. First, a right paw sent it screaming across the kitchen floor, I could barely keep up. My back legs overtook my front legs when I tried to corner around the kitchen table as fast as the ice cube slid under it (note...cats cannot run as fast as ice cubes can slide), and I cornered on my butt.... BUT I caught that cuby and sent it flying onto the carpet. Now, I can keep up with an ice cube on carpet, and really let it have it. So I chased it down the hall way into the bathroom where my litter box is kept. Then, sigh, the fun stopped. Now, I'm really good about covering up my business when I get use the box (unlike some kitties who will remain nameless... Mao...), but I get a little over enthusiastic. Which means litter flys like a dust storm in Texas when I use the little girls room. Anyway, so when I wrasseled that cube into the bathroom, it became a litter cube.... eww and yuck. Mom was grossed out. But one advantage to litter on the floor when you are playing ice hockey....once it melts, you have a nice clump just to toss!