So, last Wednesday night I was goofing off crocheting relaxing on the sofa when suddenly there arose such a clatter...no wait...wrong story...try this again...all of a sudden a Cat Conga line danced indoors through the cat flap from the Catio and converged on the rug. Since the gang had been glued to one corner of the Catio for most of the afternoon I knew this was gonna be good...and it was!
Somekitty (CC, I assume--he's a prolific hunter) had caught themselves a small skittery creature and thought that *maybe* they might get some much needed alone time indoors to better enjoy their small furry guest. Alas, their hope was in vain...rodent hockey ensued with Rupert as the victor making tracks through the cat flap with the crowd thundering back out to the Catio and me right behind brandishing my phone.
Where I found the second period of hockey happening.
Note: This is where innumerable small guests have perished been entertained so I didn't have great hopes for the latest one.