Run! Cat Tales!

I did sort of promise myself that I wouldn't tell any stories about teh kitten, because.

However, I've just seen my darling Theo take a run and leap at the glass door in the hall. And I'm informed that earlier today she was watching the spin cycle and decided that a run and jump into the washing machine was a good idea. She bounced off the door, ran up my sister and clung, terrifed, to her shoulder.

Shoulders, btw, are her favourite place for sleeping, resting, cleaning and, I'm sure if we could get a food bowl to settle there, eating. How does she get there? If you're sitting down, it's ninja stealth and a quick scramble (she's sitting on mine right now, snuffling in my ear.) If you're standing and wearing jeans then she'll sneak behind your legs, climb up to your waist in a flash and then go for your top. Wearing jeans around kitten = dangerous, dude.

On the bright side, it seems she has zero interest in curtains, which makes a nice change.