Post 1840: catching breakfast…


I fell asleep in the recliner. An excited kitty boy woke me up with the sounds of his quest to catch a fly. Yeah, that fly! It showed up yesterday and has been the source of lots of exercise for Dougy and Andy.

After I took this photo, Dougy followed the fly into the guest bedroom…or so he thought.

The fly at this moment is next to me on the lapboard next to the lamp stand. He/she/it is enjoying a leisurely cat-free stroll on the lapboard even as I type.

I just told Dougy the fly is over here. In fact, it hopped on a roll of paper towels. I showed it to Dougy, but it was stealthily still. I bopped the end of the roll on the floor, making the fly take off. Dougy lunged at it, it escaped.

Now it’s flying around the light. Dougy attempted another take down. The fly escaped, but looks like it is weak for lack of food or from being the object of interest for almost a day.

Will Dougy get his breakfast? I hope so!