the small cat chronicles - part 1

The Small Cat Chronicles. Somehow it doesn't have the same perky ring to it? Yet, that is what the boys are now. According to the girls who came over last night for dim sum and kitten appraisal. I guess I can see that they are no longer two small balls of fluff but have grown into elongated, lithe versions of their former tiny selves. And oh, what leaping! Rooney couldn't stay off the kitchen counter - look at me I can make it in a single leap. Unfortunately right into Bee's avocado mixture. The girls were aggast at their lawless ways and bad manners - I guess getting raked with pointy claws loses its cuteness when the perpetrator isn't really a kitten anymore - but a bad boy teenager cat with an attitude. The Big Cat encourages this lawlessness the girls complain. Squirt them! Discipline them! Hiss at them!, they insist. Then they sing Sam's ultra-catchy Midnight Crazies jingle to the lads tenderly - "Midnight Crazies!!! Da da da da da da da da! The boys mistakenly think this is calling them and jump up on the kitchen counter.Eek! Ooops, wrong move. Dealing with teenagers - been there. xxx dad