While other “normal” cats vie, from under, for belly-stardom —
This is what Bugs thought up, in response.
I give this spectacular maneuver a perfect 10 for degree of difficulty and artistry. He pulled this off entirely unassisted. Squalling like a maniac all the way. Though that’s probably telling. I’m sure he’d be mad if he knew I was ratting him out like this.
Me? Essentially speechless.
P.S.: Shortly after this, he was squalling nonstop. I think he was completely undone by his own . . . cojones, shall we say. I shut the door and he collapsed in a heap. It’s been quiet. For hours, now. I better go check on him. See whether he’s still breathing.
Yup. Still breathing.
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Anita loves cats. This must be because she, too, has had nine lives. She’s been dancing since she could walk, she was a commercial artist and advertising producer, she earned a third-degree black belt in Aikido, she is a drummer with the Afrique Aya Dance Company, she is an attorney, and she’s a meditator and a devoted student of Nonviolent Communication. She also spent one lifetime sidelined with a devastating back injury in 1992. Since then – FELDENKRAIS METHOD® to the rescue. The FELDENKRAIS METHOD is all about dreaming concretely – thinking intelligently and independently by way of a gracious and kind physicality. The work affords all who study it a process by which to reach, with movement, into the mind and the heart, to make nine lives into one whole being.
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Poor guy – I guess he really wants out, huh? Amazing photo!
Out or up. Who knows, with this guy.
Where’s the photo of Bugs sliding down to the floor? Did he leave marks in the door on the way down?
Great picture 🙂
I must have been in shock. I THINK he actually JUMPED down, but honestly I can’t say I clearly remember. I have seen him deploy this half-gainer-type maneuver before, where he twists his neck around and plunges head-first. No marks on the door, at any rate — and certainly no presence of mind, on my end, to document him sticking the landing. It was all I could do to get this pic. Glad to capture it, and very glad you like.
I’ve seen photos of cats sitting on doors, but I’ve never actually seen the photographic evidence of them ascending to the top – brilliant photo!
Well who knew? Me being so new at this cat-guardian thing? I’m still at the stage where I find it unbeLIEVable what they can get UP to.
And thank you so much for the kudo on the photo. Man, I tell you, I just grabbed-pointed-shot. Hyperventilating. It’s amazing the photo wasn’t blurry.
Yup, that’s a 10-point manuever for sure! The twins used to literally climb walls when they were tots, even though they whacked their heads on the ceiling every. single. time. Come to think of it, that may explain a lot of things about them…
Cracking up at this.
Well he does have a rep to live up to, with all his hiking buddies. He couldnt have them thinking hed gone soft or anything. Hes a tricky, tricktser.
Yes, isn’t he! And as usual, you foresaw where he was going, didn’t you, with him standing on the scratching post. I would NEVER have believed it. Trickster indeed.
Notice: No crampons. He goes natural.
Wow, go Bugs! That’s some impressive climbing or jumping (or teleporting?)…how DID you manage to get up there? And was it worth it? How was the view from the summit?
I’m going with teleporting. I wish I’d seen the whole thing but I pretty much came in at the end.
I think he’s trying to tell me how the view was up there. I’ve never heard him so vocal — it’s been going on all day long. Lordy.
One really never knows what these guys are going to get up to! That’s a great picture; definitely one for the Bugs Hall of Fame.
What could be next? Giving a whole new meaning to the sky’s the limit.
That first shot made me laugh and laugh..Bugs don’t need no stinkin’ tummy contest!!!
For sure. So glad you laughed.
He definitely is a kitty on a mission!
He does look determined, doesn’t he.
Bugs! What an awesome maneuver, man! Glad your bean documented the accomplishment so well! Your amazing skills will come in so handy for you-know-what.
And you with the wildebeest? Scary! (BTW, didja notice that doofus post about the Ear? Ha! Who does he think he’s kidding! He’s DEEF!)
As our influence spreads across the world, there will be more and more wildebeest and other tasty prey available for us. Media will reflect these changes and unwittingly spread our plot. It has begun. Yeowwwwl!
And did you notice who commented on that other silly post? (Keep your friends close, keep your enemies…you know…)
OK Dark One, no question about it, you totally got the vision thing covered up. I take my Cat off to you.
It is scary (as I’ve already noted) the uncharted depths of your shrewd sophistication. I had not noticed your totally slick foray, under deep cover of your Darkness, into the enemy camp. I am grateful you pointed it out. It’s important that I fully appreciate the extent and reach of your laser-like pinpoint penetration. Talk about surgical strikes.
He — all unwitting — answered! He fell for it!
Man am I glad we’re on the same side. Of this epic struggle.
Inner trust is the watchword. To that end, kindly keep reminding me about the power of Your influence. And the resulting abundance that follows, when others are tricked into unwitting submission to Your vision. OUR vision. No, Your vision. You’ve got the Vision Thing. I’ll take the Athletic Wing. Power and beauty — brains not so much.
Aw, Bugs, honor your brains as well as your outstanding athleticism and cuteness. You got it all going on! I’m OK in the athletic arena, too. I’ve never tried the top of a door, but I can make it to the top of a refrigerator in a single bound. So what or whom shall we conquer next, Powerful One?!?
OH, hey…I was thinking…over at the Cult of You-Know-Who it seems to be all about “Pray for Him”.
With our team, it is “PREY FOR US!”
Yeeahooowl!
It’s this perfectionist thing, that’s what’s eating my lunch. Thank you for your encouragement. And your modeling of the correct appreciation of one’s talents. I myself am pretty well impressed with top o’ fridge.
We got our priorities straight. Food before religion. Kinda like separation of church & steak.
Bah-WHACK.
What next? Let’s see what the day brings. We’ll come up with something of that I am sure.
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