serai

It's been a while since I've mentioned my furry roommate, so here's an update on her activities...

Around 2 a.m. last night, I was awakened by a strange sound. It was a soft little thump...thumpthumpthump...thump...thumpthump... Interspersed with this odd sound were tiny mew and mrrraow noises.

After I got the groggy out of my head, I realized that Casey was engaged in some serious activity in the kitchen. I staggered over there, and in the dim of the night-light I could see her leaping about and skittering around. I asked her several times what the hell she was doing, but other than a quick glance, she ignored me. Finally I turned the light on and discovered something about my kitty that I hadn't known.

Casey is...A MOUSER!

That's right. Her tail all bushed out, and with a light of feral murder in her eyes, she was chasing down, catching and releasing a mouse. Not a big one, but a mouse nonetheless. It was amusing, enlightening and edifying all at the same time to see my sweet little adolescent gone all Queen Tiger on me. I laughed and egged her on, as at one point she lost the mouse and it skittered over and hid between the side of the fridge and a baking pan I had leaned up against it. Casey went nuts running back and forth trying to find the mouse, while I kept pointing to where it was and trying to get her to look. She would come over and glance and then run off again, as she couldn't see it wedged in there.

Finally, I managed to convince her that she should look more closely, and then I rattled the pan to get the mouse to move. As it did, she instantly pounced on it, making a wonderfully dangerous little noise in her throat, and then began parading around proudly holding it in her mouth. She started moving towards the living room, and when I asked if she wanted to take it outside, she looked up at me and then decisively walked over to the front door. I opened it and told her to have fun, and that I'd come back and let her in later.

She dashed outside, and I could see her in the moonlight, her prey held captive in her mighty jaws. About an hour later (because I sure couldn't sleep after THAT), I opened the door and called her. She came strutting back in, her tail and head held high, so proud of herself for having achieved her ambition of becoming a Great Huntress!

So now we all know that not only is Casey an Adorable and Sweet Kittie, she is also