Silent nite -------

The board was exceptionaly quite last nite. When the mice are away the cats will play. Especially the one that was hunting for a mating pardner last nite. She sure must have been hurting. Her cries would hit HI-C then low B-flat as she gurgeled. The part that is iratating, is that she decided to do all this under my bed room window. Hi-C ---OOoOooOOwWWwweeEEE come to me. B-flat --- WWWWwwwwWoOeeoooeOO where can all you Tom's Be. Jumped out of bed, raised the window, scat, begone cat -- shoooooe get get. She turned, set on her butt, and looking at me with pitaful eyes ----OOOOiiiEEEeOOoooooo she cried -- like maybe she wanted me to hunt her a Tom. About that time -- around the corner came ole Tom --- RRRuuuihhhwwwff -- walking up to her, reached out with his paw and petted her on the head. Of all the goings on, she would play hard to get (isn't that just like a female) then she would roll over -- tom doing his best to satisfy her, and she teasing him till ----------- Finnaley all finished and done --- the rest of the nite was a silent nite and a restful sleep. Does anyone want a couple of cats -- there for free -- they belong to the next door neighbor, if you want them I wont tell her what happened to them. Smiles and hugs Movieman