19/7/12 Baseball Cap

Hilariously, in the lounge tonight, Bubbles suddenly decided my other half's baseball cap was, in fact, a new cat toy! The hat had fallen off the settee and was lying at a rather jaunty angle on the floor, half tipped over.

Bubbles walked up to it, side stepped quickly around it then got into perfect position, wiggled a bit and pounced - before the hat could move!

The hat, being a very dull and unresponsive prey, received a bit of patting. Bubbles then picked it up in her mouth, shook it about a bit, then proceeded to floss her teeth on the peak, whilst we sat about laughing silently; lest we should put her off her hunting manoeuvres.