I brought my computer into the bedroom tonight to make George read this. While I thought it was insanely funny, he read it with deep thought - the state in which he reads everything which is why he graduated from CalTech in physics and economics and I from the New School twenty years later in liberal arts. Katrina (also known as Lucy, Matilda, or Bootsy) was having a ball jumping about the bed with her pink fuzzy toy. Hmmm, I dangle toy slightly above George's bottom and YEOW!!! Sharp kitten claws attack.
He takes the pink fuzzy thing and teases kitten. Toy dangles precariously over side of bed. Kitten jumps about in ecstasy and then POOF! Danger's gone.