Estrella: Loiosh Tales

Cos what’s a travellogue without a whole lot of pictures of the cat?

He slept a lot.

I mean, he slept a LOT.

He didn’t just sleep, mind you; I just don’t seem to have gotten pictures of him doing much of anything else. We went for a walk every morning, though, and most evenings as well.

The battlefield was close enough that I could easily wander that way with him before opening the booth, and empty enough in the morning that I felt okay dropping the leash and following him around. He hunted bugs, and climbed around on haybales, and ran at top speed until he was SO EXCITED his tail was poofed, and generally had a good time.

I wish I’d gotten a picture of the crows picking on him. I was probably fifty feet away and they kept swooping to within a few feet of his head — he’d make that funny chitter and go all ‘I KILLZ YOU’ and then realize how BIG they were and crouch down and holler for Momma.

…I laughed pretty hard.

He did sleep a lot, though. I love this picture of him hugging his catnip toy:

By Saturday morning he was getting pretty bored with being in the tent so much, so I found a friend who was willing to take him for a walk. About five minutes later Morgyn came back with Loiosh draped over her arm — not unusual, but this time he had a LIZARD in his mouth. He’d caught it all by himself!

He was SO smug, and of course we praised him and told him he was Mighty Hunter of the Veldt. It was around this point, of course, that we also found out that said lizard was in fact not dead in the least, at which point there was a lot of shrieking (on my part, Morgyn was very calm about the whole thing). I picked up Loiosh (who was ready for Round Two) and Morgyn took the poor traumatized gecko back outside. Near as we can tell, it was mostly okay.

I’m very proud of my boy — his first real catch, and desert lizards are fast. He was pretty proud of himself, too.

I will leave you with one last thought:

Estrella: Loiosh Tales was posted on March 11th, 2010 and tagged as estrella, kitten.