Up until the other day I wasn't interested in the cubes.
I just didn't see the appeal.
I'm always ready to try something new, though...
...so when I decided it was time, I dove right in!
Hmmmmmmm, it's pretty fun in here.
Maybe there IS something to Cubism!
I quickly found out that strange things happen when us Cats go in cubes:
Toys go flying by!
The mousie that just sailed by squeaked and attracted some attention.
Namely Sweet Pea and The Baby.
hee hee, The Baby thinks the sparkle ball is what squeaked!
ho, ho, ho, now she's sniffing the catnip package.
That doesn't squeak, either.
She's getting into the nip.
That squeaky mousie is RIGHT THERE, heh heh.
Oh Crap! She heard me laughing.
I'm in trouble now!
The Baby: HISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!
Oh, for Cod's sake.
Did you kitties know that one of her nicknames is "Miss Histrionic"?
Anyway, I love Cubism.
XX Sylvester XX