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The best cat game ever
Good game O J, when I go into the bedroom at night
ready for bed Wilson beats me in ready for a game, he crouches down on the bed, bottom wiggling chin tucked in, Ihave to toss toys to him, but they have to go upright over his head and over the other side so he has to jump high for them, if they dont go high , or they land beside him he's just not interested and waits for the next. Jean.P. O J wrote in message ... Hi All, The family cat we had as I reached adulthood was The Puddy. He and I played a great game together. He loved to chase objects that were rolled across the floor to him The way our game started was, we would go up into my room where I kept a small jar of pennies. The Puddy would stand on one side of the room, back to the wall, crouched for action. I would sit on the other side on the floor with the jar of pennies One at a time I would shoot the pennies with my thumb, just like shooting a marble. If it was in his 'strike zone', he would swat it with a paw and knock it flat before it could touch the wall. If one got away from me and was outside the strike zone he would just let it pass and regard me with a look that said, "You didn't expect me to swing at that junk pitch did you? Point for me, rookie!" If I got a fair one past him, point for me. If he was able to swat it flat, point for him. Actually, there wasn't much point to keeping score. We were both winning. Regards and Purrs, O J |
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Good game O J, when I go into the bedroom at night
ready for bed Wilson beats me in ready for a game, he crouches down on the bed, bottom wiggling chin tucked in, Ihave to toss toys to him, but they have to go upright over his head and over the other side so he has to jump high for them, if they dont go high , or they land beside him he's just not interested and waits for the next. Jean.P. O J wrote in message ... Hi All, The family cat we had as I reached adulthood was The Puddy. He and I played a great game together. He loved to chase objects that were rolled across the floor to him The way our game started was, we would go up into my room where I kept a small jar of pennies. The Puddy would stand on one side of the room, back to the wall, crouched for action. I would sit on the other side on the floor with the jar of pennies One at a time I would shoot the pennies with my thumb, just like shooting a marble. If it was in his 'strike zone', he would swat it with a paw and knock it flat before it could touch the wall. If one got away from me and was outside the strike zone he would just let it pass and regard me with a look that said, "You didn't expect me to swing at that junk pitch did you? Point for me, rookie!" If I got a fair one past him, point for me. If he was able to swat it flat, point for him. Actually, there wasn't much point to keeping score. We were both winning. Regards and Purrs, O J |
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Salem has a similar game he has taught me. We, of course, call it
"baseball" He gets on top of a shelf and I wad up a piece of paper and say "batter, batter, batter!" to him, toss it at him, and he swings! Then I have to chase it and throw it to him again for another swing. I have tried having a pile of papers so I don't have to chase but he insists that it's no fun if I don't scramble after his "basehits" and refuses to play if I just lob a bunch of balls of paper at him. hehe! Eve JP Hobbs wrote: Good game O J, when I go into the bedroom at night ready for bed Wilson beats me in ready for a game, he crouches down on the bed, bottom wiggling chin tucked in, Ihave to toss toys to him, but they have to go upright over his head and over the other side so he has to jump high for them, if they dont go high , or they land beside him he's just not interested and waits for the next. Jean.P. O J wrote in message ... Hi All, The family cat we had as I reached adulthood was The Puddy. He and I played a great game together. He loved to chase objects that were rolled across the floor to him The way our game started was, we would go up into my room where I kept a small jar of pennies. The Puddy would stand on one side of the room, back to the wall, crouched for action. I would sit on the other side on the floor with the jar of pennies One at a time I would shoot the pennies with my thumb, just like shooting a marble. If it was in his 'strike zone', he would swat it with a paw and knock it flat before it could touch the wall. If one got away from me and was outside the strike zone he would just let it pass and regard me with a look that said, "You didn't expect me to swing at that junk pitch did you? Point for me, rookie!" If I got a fair one past him, point for me. If he was able to swat it flat, point for him. Actually, there wasn't much point to keeping score. We were both winning. Regards and Purrs, O J |
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Salem has a similar game he has taught me. We, of course, call it
"baseball" He gets on top of a shelf and I wad up a piece of paper and say "batter, batter, batter!" to him, toss it at him, and he swings! Then I have to chase it and throw it to him again for another swing. I have tried having a pile of papers so I don't have to chase but he insists that it's no fun if I don't scramble after his "basehits" and refuses to play if I just lob a bunch of balls of paper at him. hehe! Eve JP Hobbs wrote: Good game O J, when I go into the bedroom at night ready for bed Wilson beats me in ready for a game, he crouches down on the bed, bottom wiggling chin tucked in, Ihave to toss toys to him, but they have to go upright over his head and over the other side so he has to jump high for them, if they dont go high , or they land beside him he's just not interested and waits for the next. Jean.P. O J wrote in message ... Hi All, The family cat we had as I reached adulthood was The Puddy. He and I played a great game together. He loved to chase objects that were rolled across the floor to him The way our game started was, we would go up into my room where I kept a small jar of pennies. The Puddy would stand on one side of the room, back to the wall, crouched for action. I would sit on the other side on the floor with the jar of pennies One at a time I would shoot the pennies with my thumb, just like shooting a marble. If it was in his 'strike zone', he would swat it with a paw and knock it flat before it could touch the wall. If one got away from me and was outside the strike zone he would just let it pass and regard me with a look that said, "You didn't expect me to swing at that junk pitch did you? Point for me, rookie!" If I got a fair one past him, point for me. If he was able to swat it flat, point for him. Actually, there wasn't much point to keeping score. We were both winning. Regards and Purrs, O J |
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:-) Sounds like my little guy, Oliver, only Oliver plays volleyball.
He'll use both paws to hit a ball or paper. He is like Salem, though, and insist I retrieve whatever I throw at him for another try. I always figured he was try to exercise me. :-) Margaret RoseTower wrote: Salem has a similar game he has taught me. We, of course, call it "baseball" He gets on top of a shelf and I wad up a piece of paper and say "batter, batter, batter!" to him, toss it at him, and he swings! Then I have to chase it and throw it to him again for another swing. I have tried having a pile of papers so I don't have to chase but he insists that it's no fun if I don't scramble after his "basehits" and refuses to play if I just lob a bunch of balls of paper at him. hehe! Eve JP Hobbs wrote: Good game O J, when I go into the bedroom at night ready for bed Wilson beats me in ready for a game, he crouches down on the bed, bottom wiggling chin tucked in, Ihave to toss toys to him, but they have to go upright over his head and over the other side so he has to jump high for them, if they dont go high , or they land beside him he's just not interested and waits for the next. Jean.P. O J wrote in message ... Hi All, The family cat we had as I reached adulthood was The Puddy. He and I played a great game together. He loved to chase objects that were rolled across the floor to him The way our game started was, we would go up into my room where I kept a small jar of pennies. The Puddy would stand on one side of the room, back to the wall, crouched for action. I would sit on the other side on the floor with the jar of pennies One at a time I would shoot the pennies with my thumb, just like shooting a marble. If it was in his 'strike zone', he would swat it with a paw and knock it flat before it could touch the wall. If one got away from me and was outside the strike zone he would just let it pass and regard me with a look that said, "You didn't expect me to swing at that junk pitch did you? Point for me, rookie!" If I got a fair one past him, point for me. If he was able to swat it flat, point for him. Actually, there wasn't much point to keeping score. We were both winning. Regards and Purrs, O J -- Margaret Fine |
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:-) Sounds like my little guy, Oliver, only Oliver plays volleyball.
He'll use both paws to hit a ball or paper. He is like Salem, though, and insist I retrieve whatever I throw at him for another try. I always figured he was try to exercise me. :-) Margaret RoseTower wrote: Salem has a similar game he has taught me. We, of course, call it "baseball" He gets on top of a shelf and I wad up a piece of paper and say "batter, batter, batter!" to him, toss it at him, and he swings! Then I have to chase it and throw it to him again for another swing. I have tried having a pile of papers so I don't have to chase but he insists that it's no fun if I don't scramble after his "basehits" and refuses to play if I just lob a bunch of balls of paper at him. hehe! Eve JP Hobbs wrote: Good game O J, when I go into the bedroom at night ready for bed Wilson beats me in ready for a game, he crouches down on the bed, bottom wiggling chin tucked in, Ihave to toss toys to him, but they have to go upright over his head and over the other side so he has to jump high for them, if they dont go high , or they land beside him he's just not interested and waits for the next. Jean.P. O J wrote in message ... Hi All, The family cat we had as I reached adulthood was The Puddy. He and I played a great game together. He loved to chase objects that were rolled across the floor to him The way our game started was, we would go up into my room where I kept a small jar of pennies. The Puddy would stand on one side of the room, back to the wall, crouched for action. I would sit on the other side on the floor with the jar of pennies One at a time I would shoot the pennies with my thumb, just like shooting a marble. If it was in his 'strike zone', he would swat it with a paw and knock it flat before it could touch the wall. If one got away from me and was outside the strike zone he would just let it pass and regard me with a look that said, "You didn't expect me to swing at that junk pitch did you? Point for me, rookie!" If I got a fair one past him, point for me. If he was able to swat it flat, point for him. Actually, there wasn't much point to keeping score. We were both winning. Regards and Purrs, O J -- Margaret Fine |
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RoseTower wrote:
Salem has a similar game he has taught me. We, of course, call it "baseball" He gets on top of a shelf and I wad up a piece of paper and say "batter, batter, batter!" to him, toss it at him, and he swings! Then I have to chase it and throw it to him again for another swing. LOL - he's got *you* chasing after the wad of paper! Sounds like good exercise, though! Joyce |
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RoseTower wrote:
Salem has a similar game he has taught me. We, of course, call it "baseball" He gets on top of a shelf and I wad up a piece of paper and say "batter, batter, batter!" to him, toss it at him, and he swings! Then I have to chase it and throw it to him again for another swing. LOL - he's got *you* chasing after the wad of paper! Sounds like good exercise, though! Joyce |
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