The Game: Smokey, atop her perch in the circular part of the post, sits regally as Peaches lays her ears back and crouches in a pouncing position. Her tail flips in anticipation. Smokey circles once, twice... Three times before settling in for a nice long nap. One eye opens as Peaches springs into action. She races top speed down the hall, closer and closer to Smokey's castle each second. Then, she's upon it... Suddenly, she stops, inches from colliding with the carpeted masterpiece. Slinking in an age-old fashion of her kitty ancestors before her, she slips easily into the bottom hole. She lies await for a moment, waiting for that perfect moment when Smokey is once again asleep. Then, the paw reaches out. Feeling it's way upward towards Smokey's tail. There! Contact. Smokey pulls her wounded tail around her body and grunts before settling once again. But where did it go? That's the last straw. Peaches bounds from her hideout and climbs the two stories to the place Smokey calls 'bed'. (So she can reach the top from the floor - it still *seems* like a feat!) Letting a noise sounding suspiciously like a sigh, Smokey offhandedly bats at her sister with a lazy paw. The nerve! To bat at *Peaches?!* The game is on. Peaches throws herself to the floor, landing on her side. All four paws attach to the post as she pulls herself round and round and round, narrowly escaping those deadly claws belonging to her arch enemy (which happen to be curled under Smokey while she watches this nonsense with a bemused expression.) Smokey yawns and bides her time. Finally, the enemy speaks. "Meow?" She pulls herself to a standing position and stretches. Jumping gracefully off the post, she walks daintily to the kitchen for a quick snack. Peaches is left speechless. Pulling herself together, she sulks, making sure to let Mommy and Daddy know of her distress. All the while, Smokey eats. Peaches needs comfort - the kind she can only find on Mommy's lap with a careful hand running down her back. She is once again a sweet kitty... Until Smokey needs another nap. Usually about 1:00AM.

Copyright © Jenniffer NifferDollz
December 17, 1999