Cat's Cradle

[blamebrampton]

I realised why the childhood string game is called cat's cradle today.

Last night Cookie was prancing about with a ball of perle cotton in her mouth, feeling very proud of herself for finding such a treasure.

This evening, when I arrived home, there was a network of threads strung about the living room, around pieces of furniture, through the cat tunnel (in three separate passes), and out into the kitchen. In the middle of the mess were two kitties happily chewing on the threads. I don't think I want to weave anything with that thread anymore ... kitty saliva is a bit manky.

In other kitty news, I have worked out how to podcast! So far all of my test pieces end after a few minutes with "Oof! Monster! You cannot eat the headset, and get off my diaphragm!"
"Mroaw?"
"There are no cats in Sansa's fic!"
"MROAWWWW?"
"You are no help."

Comments

[eeyore9990.livejournal.com]

Hahahahaha! *wants to hear that podcast*

Were the kitties interrupting an "important" moment for Draco and Harry? Only that's what my cat used to do. Hop up on the bed to check out what hubby and I were doing. *face palm*

[blamebrampton.livejournal.com]

(Very quietly between us, the Much-loved Min Cat of Warm Memory had one terrible habit, which was jumping onto and then balancing on whichever back was on top. She thought the collapsing in laughter was all part of the be amusing for Min game.)

I'll see if one of the tests is suitable for podding when I'm done, there is much arghing!