I hardly ever post videos this long; but if you’ve got ten minutes to invest in funny, sanity-inducing frolics by puppies and kittens, this one’s for you. Make believe it’s two regular-sized videos played back-to-back. And don’t miss what happens when a boxful of sleeping kittens all wake up at once.
What do you do when the baby gets antsy and looks like he might any moment erupt? Search me. But some babies apparently can be left to… the cat. Somehow the cat knows what to do. This won’t work with a large frog, but some cats are really good at minding a baby. My mother probably missed a bet by not having a cat for her babies.
You just can’t help it sometimes: it’s fascinating the watch the way your cats react to things. Indeed, you can never be quite sure just how they’ll react. The guy in this video is probably lucky he didn’t get a set of claws dug into him.
Don’t worry–he doesn’t do anything mean to any of the cats. I don’t post videos like that. I like this one because it nicely displays the cat’s inner conflict, outwardly manifested, between curiosity and caution.
You can’t have that conflict unless you have intelligence.
Let us move on from the dreary events of the day and contemplate something really important: how do you defend your living room against an intruding tennis ball?
This kitten may be young, but he’s got all the right moves–puffy tail, running sideways, jumping straight up on stiff legs, the works. When’s he gonna pounce on that tennis ball and give it what-for?
This is a small cat–and watch her go! And from inside a hamper, no less. How high could she jump, if allowed to get a running start? This would be the equivalent of me jumping onto the roof of this apartment building from a stationary position. I wonder what that would be worth to a basketball team.
We got new sheets today, and I wanted to put them on the bed. Peep was sleeping on the bed, already cheesed off at me for taking Robbie to the vet and coming back with a funny smell on me. I waited all afternoon, but she wouldn’t budge.
So, as Sir Thomas Malory would say, “maugre Peep’s head,” I went ahead to strip the bed and put on the new sheets. That’s what I thought I was going to do, at least. She had other ideas. And put them into practice with quite a lot of hissing.
Even with the film speeded up, the couple in this video have an easy time of it, compared to the ordeal Peep put me through today.
And guess where she is now…
This is about as close as you’re going to come to getting a lizard to play, and I consider it cheating to put a nice, fat, tasty caterpillar inside the ball for the lizard to eat. These, by the way, are Australian bearded lizards, which have become popular pets in recent years. I don’t doubt the lizard enjoys the challenge of extracting din-din from the rolling ball, but it’s not really play as cats or dogs or birds or bunnies know it.
I’ve always wanted to have a bunny as a pet, but never managed it. Now I guess the cats would veto it. I don’t know about you, but I loved watching this little guy romp around with his ball. As much as I love them, lizards and turtles just don’t do stuff like this. It would probably be shocking if they did.
Every time I see that grey cat sleeping on the arm of the chair, I crack up. Our cat Peep likes to sleep face-down: blamed if I know how she breathes. But in this video there are cats who sleep in stranger positions than that. How do their skeletons put up with it?
Our cat Buster was a whiz at making himself disappear. And you couldn’t find him, either. Eventually you’d see him come out under the comforter on the bed, where he managed to conceal himself without making a lump in the comforter. He’s probably lucky nobody ever sat on him.
So here are cats with some creative hiding places. Looks like one of them’s a Michael Crichton fan.
