A funny morning here, thanks to a DC playing with an old cat collar. The jingling of the bell from it has convinced Mini Leopard that there is another cat about the house. His face and demeanor as he searches for this interloper is an amusing mix of worry, fury and confusion.
Eventually he tracked the cuckoo cat down. Why, it was in DC's bed! He could hear and see the cheeky blighty! It was moving about underneath the mound of bedsheets and blankets! He sat there for a while, watching incredulously and considering his options. It was a little scary but he must be brave. Why, his is the only bell allowed to jingle not a euphemism in this house! He reached out a tentative paw and tried a couple of taps. Nothing. There was nothing for it - he must go into full stalk and attack mode!
At this point, I had to intervene. Mini Leopard is a very big, muscular boy as cats go and would have caused some damage to DC and the bed linen when in full flow. His 'I knew that all along' face was a picture when I pulled back the bedding to reveal DC playing with the collar. With as much casual confidence as he could muster, he haughtily sauntered off and washed his parts.
Has your cat ever got hold of the wrong end of the stick?