Last night we were sitting at home with Sarsi doing her dead cat impersonation on the sofa (Dunzi was asleep in the bedroom) when Dave put the Red Hot Chilly Peppers on the hifi.

Sarsi leapt straight up, galloped over my shoulder, shot up the curtains, shot down again, galloped the length of the flat several times, then jumped over the sofa and back up the curtains then dived off and bounced off my head turned in mid air and shot back up the curtains then bounced off my head again, did a circular gallop around the flat avoiding landing on the floor as much as possible then hurled herself into the bath and out again (No water in it) and then twice round the flat.

As soon as Dave turned the music off she stopped in her tracks and got back on the sofa.

Verily she is the Punk Kitten!

Copyright © Lesley Madigan
May 22, 2007