Lamoni
likes to play tricks on my wife, Cindy.

He used to wait until she was walking down the hall and come running up behind her. He would jump into the air and put all four paws out in front, crashing into the middle of the calf of her trailing leg just as she would take the weight off of that foot. He would do this once or twice a day.

One day he got it just right. He hit her right leg as she was moving it forward. He pushed that leg out in front of her far enough that she could not stop the momentum. The left foot lost traction and started forward as well. Result, Cindy got dumped on her butt right in the middle of the hallway with loud crash!

She was mad! It upset her so much that she just sat there crying. I asked her if she was hurt and through the sobs she said that she was OK. She just kept crying. lamoni peeked out of the bedroom sheepishly. When Cindy saw him she began to WAIL. She sounded like a two year old with diaper rash that just had it pacifier snatched.

Lamoni responded by coming up to her and rubbing against her. When she did not stop crying, he got in her lap and rubbed her face with his face. Cindy stopped crying and hugged him. He never did it again.

The game that he still plays with her is "find me". He will meow at Cindy and wait until she bends down to pet him. Then hewalks around behind her and meows again. She turns around and he walks behind her again and meows. When she gets frustrated enough to yell at him, he walks off purring loudly, swishing that huge tail from side to side, and grinning from ear to ear.

You see, Cindy is blind and Lamoni knows it. He is one smart cat.

[ November 20, 2001: Message edited by: BigCharles ]