Midnight Mischief and Feline Antics
Last night, I wasn’t feeling 100%, so I cut our usual bedtime play session short. A bit after I went to bed, I heard muttering and tiny mews between the two cats, followed by thumps and bumps. I figured they were just wrestling.
Imagine my surprise this morning when I found all our bedtime toys scattered across the floor.
Banner’s look of Innocence photo credit Deb Neumann
They’d managed to open my top dresser drawer—where I keep their special toys—and pull everything out. Looks like they had a grand old time without me.
Balboa’s guilty look photo credit Deb Neumann
Banner Bites
Banner is my little purr machine. His purr is loud, constant, and oddly comforting. He’s confident, happy, and most content when stretched across my desk while I work. Sometimes he rests his head on my hand, quietly soaking up the moment. Other times—without warning—he bites me.
Banner’s favorite spot to snooze- photo credit Deb Neumann
Not a gentle nibble. A full wrist-in-mouth ambush. If I were petting him, I’d chalk it up to overstimulation. But often, he goes from serene to shark in seconds.
Banner also moonlights as my shower sentinel. He perches on the sink, watching like a hawk. The danger zone? When I bend to dry my legs. That’s his cue to launch a shoulder attack. I’ve started warning him not to bite—not that he listens.
Balboa’s Boldness
Balboa may be shy with strangers, but with me, he’s a force of nature. His demands begin with insistent meows. Even if he’s just spent an hour napping on my lap, any interruption earns a dramatic protest.
Balboa – Photo credit Deb Neumann
If I’m working, he stretches up my leg and hooks his claws into me to get attention. Recently, he’s taken to leaping onto my shoulder. At first, it was cute. Now? He adds a surprise chomp to the top of my head. Ouch.
Playtime Tactics
Each cat has a distinct play style. Banner is the stealthy ground force. He hides in paper bags with holes in the bottom, lying perfectly still with just his tail exposed. Then—bam!—a paw shoots out to swat a toy. That’s Balboa’s cue to pounce on the bag. Chaos ensues.
Paper Bag ambush – photo credit Deb Neumann
If Banner is infantry, Balboa is air force. He chases wand toys mid-flight with acrobatic leaps and bounds. It’s always entertaining—and occasionally hazardous to nearby furniture.
Balboa of the flying cat-endas Photo credit Deb Neumann
Conclusion: The Joy of Feline Mayhem
Living with Banner and Balboa is like hosting a nightly improv show starring two furry chaos agents. They’re quirky, demanding, and occasionally bitey—but they’re also endlessly entertaining. Whether they’re raiding drawers, launching surprise attacks, or staging elaborate play battles, they remind me daily that life with cats is never dull.
WWE for Cats Photo credit Deb Neumann
And honestly? I wouldn’t have it any other way.
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