I had my chance...

I was sitting on my favorite colorful blanket on the floor with a basket full of toys. What a great afternoon! Mom was kind of busy doing this and doing that (I can't really figure out what she's always doing because she runs from room to room just saying coochie coo to me on her way through). I noticed that when she unplugged the sweeper that she gave a little pat-pat to something under the quilt rack. It was Mindy, our darling cat that I've been dying to get a hold of (she teases me and sits in front of me with that wagging tail of hers). I had my chance. Mom was going to put the sweeper away, which wasn't much time, so I had to be quick. I flipped my bib around backwards like a cape, performed a couple of stealth ninja rolls and I had her! She was trapped and I had a hold of FUR! The next part is kind of a blur, but I screamed, Mommy came running and had me release Mindy's tail from my grip. Mommy looked all over me for a scratch and didn't find anything, so I guess I didn't get scratched. I guess having the cat by the tail is just kind of an overwhelming thing to a baby girl like me. After Mommy washed my hands (yes, there were tufts of fur in between my fingers), she held me on her lap. That silly cat kept walking back and forth, teasing me once again. I squealed and smiled at her....one of these days...

Love to all,
E2