Heather writes: Nancy Ann Shenanigans
I have just about laughed myself silly(er) this morning!
Nancy Ann has finally realized she can chase the c*t. The c*t, of course, is a k*tten, and about 400 times faster than Nancy Ann. But she keeps making an attempt to make friends with the c*t. I've attempted to take pictures, but the dang c*t is just too fast, and all I've ended up with are many MANY pictures of Nancy Ann's rear end.
They have been in and out of the laundry baskets, under my computer table, into the pantry and around the buckets and boxes in there, behind the vacuum, (which Nancy Ann has "dug" out of the way, so she can reach the c*t). Really, all she wants to do is get in a good "smell", but the c*t won't stay still long enough.
Right now, the c*t has left the room and is rampaging in the laundry room, but Nancy Ann is still sitting, tail wagging slowly, closely watching the bucket the c*t was behind a minute ago.
It's so fun watching her come out of her shell. She is a very VERY sweet little girl, so grateful for any positive attention she can get.
Nancy Ann now lies snoring in the utility room, totally worn out by the kitten.
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