Last night I was so full of energy. I jumped off the bed and played gallopy-gallopy. Something I haven’t done since I was a kitten, I’d forgotten what fun it could be.
I thundered up and down the lounge, the hallway, in and out of Maid’s bedroom, crashing into things, my eyes wide and my ears back. I haven’t had so much fun for years.
At one point I was whizzing round and crashed into Dippi-Duck. By the time she realised what had happened, issued a tongue curling hiss then wobbled and fell over, I was halfway round the house again.
I had a good 20 minutes session of gallopy-gallopy and even ignored Manservant when he shouted at me from his bedroom to stop making so much noise.
My paws were red hot from running all over the carpets and I was quite out of puff after the sixth circuit of the house.
I was exhausted at 5am when I climbed back on my bed, and hungry too, so I pestered Maid until she woke up and very groggily put my buffet bar on the bed. Then she moaned about the noise I made crunching kibbles. Dippi-Duck jumped on the bed for a sniff of the kibbles, but she hasn’t tried them yet. Good, they are too good for her I had a bit of a snooze with Maid and was still asleep when the alarm went off at 7am and she went to the place called work.
I thought that I may have been so tired after my exertions that I would have slept all day whilst my staff was at the place called work, but instead I was quite perky.
Dumpty doesn’t do what normal cats do. She’s an airhead; a complete bimbo!
I suspect that she was never really played or interacted with much before we had her. Over time we have introduced a range of toys and games all of which have been dismissed by Madam with a snort of derision. She loves fresh catnip but will not go outside to sit in the sunshine by the bushes like the other two do. She does like Culpeper catnip mice and will happily play with one on the bed before soon becoming bored.
Last night I could have crowned Dumpty! She normally sleeps right through the night on the bed with me and is the only cat I know who doesn’t snore!
However in the early hours of last night she was thundering round like a pantomime horse. Crash bang wallop, I half expected the furniture in the lounge to be re-arranged. She’s never been so energetic! She even jumped on then straight off my bed a couple of times to torment me! Little monkey. It’s good to see her so happy.
Needless to say when I got up at 7am she was on her back dead to the world with a tummy full of kibbles. She didn’t even give me the courtesy of opening an eye when I went to work!