poor Jammer

Today a fly;a normal house fly, got into the house. Jammer being a follow
daddy where ever I go type of cat. We were both in the kitchen; I was
making breakfast. This fly comes around and starts to really dive bomb him.
He jumped left right up down every which way but loose like those cats on
America funniest home videos being dive bombed by the birds. He began to
hiss at the fly since it was almost like it was after him. The poor furball
hid under my legs till daddy killed the nasty fly. He went over to where I
killed it gave a humph breath and walked out. I had to retreat to my room
to laugh so hard. I was in tears. Poor jammer not so mighty hunter

"Matthew" wrote:
Today a fly;a normal house fly, got into the house. Jammer being a
follow
daddy where ever I go type of cat. We were both in the kitchen; I was

making breakfast. This fly comes around and starts to really dive
bomb him.
He jumped left right up down every which way but loose like those
cats on
America funniest home videos being dive bombed by the birds. He began
to
hiss at the fly since it was almost like it was after him. The poor
furball
hid under my legs till daddy killed the nasty fly. He went over to
where I
killed it gave a humph breath and walked out. I had to retreat to my
room
to laugh so hard. I was in tears. Poor jammer not so mighty hunter




Poor Jammer! Daddy's a hero.
--
Adrian

Adrian wrote:

"Matthew" wrote:
Today a fly;a normal house fly, got into the house. Jammer being a
follow
daddy where ever I go type of cat. We were both in the kitchen; I was

making breakfast. This fly comes around and starts to really dive
bomb him.
He jumped left right up down every which way but loose like those
cats on
America funniest home videos being dive bombed by the birds. He began
to
hiss at the fly since it was almost like it was after him. The poor
furball
hid under my legs till daddy killed the nasty fly. He went over to
where I
killed it gave a humph breath and walked out. I had to retreat to my
room
to laugh so hard. I was in tears. Poor jammer not so mighty hunter

Poor Jammer! Daddy's a hero.

And it's supposed to be the other way around - the cat is supposed to
rescue *you* from bugs in the house.

Licky goes insane if there's a bug in the house, especially if it flies.
Last night I had the window open, with a screen in place. I had lowered
the mini-blinds for privacy, but slanted them a bit so I could get some
of the night air. At one point I heard all this yowling and crashing -
looked over at the window and saw Licky nearly destroying the mini-blinds
*and* the screen in his desperation to get at a big white moth that was
flying just outside the window. I quickly closed the window before any
more damage was done, much to the Mighty Hunter's disappointment.

Joyce

--
There is no alternative to being yourself.

On May 6, 3:36*pm, wrote:
Licky goes insane if there's a bug in the house,

We sometimes call Dunzi the "Big Black Fly Hunter" even through she
isn't that big... She's a lazy cat who often doesn't move for hours
between meals and generally extends a benevolent hippy cat
aura.....until there's a bluebottle in the house- she once demolished
our bedroom set up, bookcases went flying, CD's ..well we really
shouldn't have stacked them to one side meaning to put them away later
(as a result of this we now put any CD back in the drawer as soon as
we have finished with it) they flew all over the place as she
scrambled up them and for a finale she somehow managed to knock my
monitor, mouse and keyboard to the floor but she got it in mid air

Lesley

Slave of the Fabulous Furballs

Judith Latham wrote:

it reminds me of the time DH called me from the kitchen to the
sitting-room. There on the floor near the curtains was a large spider.
(well large for England) DH all six foot two inches and Sweep the brave
hunter were watching it in horror as it ran across the room. I quickly
grabbed the empty coffee jar known as the sid-kit (we call spiders Sid)
and put it over the spider. Sweep then came up to the jar and tapped on
the top as if saying, "I'd have eaten you if she hadn't got you first."
Yeah! A pair of wimps.

In every household, someone has to be the Spider Butch. I guess you're
it in your house. I think it's Licky here, although he is not nearly as
humane about it as you are.

Joyce

--
May the great galactic kitten always purr you to sleep.