So, I was on Twitter tonight, as usual, and I started thinking… All of us anipals live in very different areas of the world, and I think it’d be really awesome to start a postcard exchange group! We can have a list of anipals who wish to participate and each pick a new one to exchange with once a month, once a week, or maybe even just do them all at once. Which would you guys prefer? Let me know if it’s something any of you would like to do!
Archive for November, 2010
My target walks by, and I hide in the bushes. She is at least ten times bigger than I am, so I am fairly sure that she is a Tyrannosaurus Rex. I wiggle my butt to make sure I have the perfect aim. I am only going to get one shot at this beast. She takes another step, and I fly out of the bushes with my arms extended straight out. I swat her on the leg. That shot should take her down.
“Oh no! You got Mommy!” my prey cries.
Mom, T-Rexes don’t talk! I think.
I meow once and walk over to Mom. I being to rub on her legs while I purr to thank her for playing. Humans just don’t understand how seriously cats take their hunting practice. My former prey picks me up and carries me to the bar stools, where my hiding place once was. She gives me a hug. I may be misunderstood, but at least I’m loved.