[re-post from former blog]
My cat had two litters of kittens this year, six in total that we know of. Only three have survived; the others we lost to a strange disapearence and two vehicle accidents.
All three of the survivors are experiencing their firsts: first summer, first rain, first fall, first frost, first snow, and now, first ice.
This morning Chace--my "teenager"--and his little sister Forte decided to go exploring and find out what happened to the giant puddle in our yard.
This morning they discovered ice.
You can tell they are wondering, "What is this stuff?"
Who says cats can't have fun?
Okay, I'll admit it. I was laughing.
One...two...three...pounce! -- without falling.
Aw. Sweet brother-sister moment.
So there you have it. The adventersome morning of two of my felines. Both of them fell through the ice at least once, and would clamber out of the shallow hole shaking themselves off...but a few minutes later, they would return to their ice-walking.
I think they like it.
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