I lost sight of Bruiser last night, happens all the time. I don't stare
at him all night. I check for him every five minutes or so. Of course
he was not where he was supposed to be and he had found something
wonderful and strange, a toad. A really big toad actually. The toad
seemed pretty unconcerned about having a kitten bouncing all around him
and Bruiser was totally confused about what to do with it aside from
being sure he wanted to keep it. He would paw at it, he would excitedly
bounce all around it, he would lay down on top of it. The toad would sit
there like a stoic and then take three hops and squat down low. Bruiser
would repeat the whole thing again. After a few times I picked Bruiser
up and took him back to where he belonged. For the rest of the night
Bruiser would try to sneak away to find the toad. Finally around 0330 I
had to lock him inside. He was on the edge of Sheba's territory, the cat
who had treed him, Sheba is a cat who cares about these things and Maya
would not dare to go where he was treading.