Meowmory Lane ~ Slumber Party Scuttler Hunting

Hi Everyone,

My person's friend, Regan, just reminded me of a super funny night in the cold orange leafy time, when I was just a boy cat. They were having a slumber party and being all squealy, so I ventured out to get away from the madness. I came upon a small village of whiskery scuttlers (mice in english) and ninja swiped the perfect gift for the girls. Unfortunately I cannot provide any further details re: the ambush but I can tell you that was so excited to present this gift, I forgot to make it stop wiggling before bringing it into the house. This slight oversight turned out to be a very entertaining mistake. I let that little guy go and you wouldn't believe the chase! It didn't take long for my person to catch it...and what did she do? She put that critter right back into the wild. What the heck? How ungrateful, right?

I wasn't about to let my good deed go unnoticed...I brought that little guy right back in. Right back out he went. I had to devise a plan. A gift this great simply couldn't go to waste! So I stretched, grabbed the scuttler, and darted through the door. I set that little dude down and told him to run for his life! That he did...right under the food coldener! Well, my person and her friend yanked that huge thing away from the wall. Regan picked up that frightened little scuttler by it's booty string, like she had done it a million times before. I guess not all girls are afraid of scuttlers...or maybe Regan just isn't all girls.

This time, they locked me in, and locked the scuttler out. The end.



Photograph courtesy of CT pics, November 9, 2008.