Penny, on the other hand continues to astound and confound me. She enjoys chasing her tail in circles while I clean up the kitchen. She literally twist in a circle trying to bite her tail until she falls down exhausted. After catching her breath, she's up and spinning again.
Just being a kitten right? Just a little adolescent nonsense, you say. Insanity I fear.
Today, I came home and spied what looked like a large rock in the middle of the living room floor.
After cautiously creeping up on it - I couldn't believe my eyes. Can you tell what this is? Can you guess what large rock-like object Penny had stolen from a bowl on the counter to play with? It's pretty obvious from the title I know.
What am I going to do with this cat?