I have a wonderful young cat, Mr. Chips, or Leo the Lad- whatever he is called at the moment. Anyway, he is a cool cat. He was bottle fed as a baby, and I believe this made him so good with everything- well, except for strange humans- but I can't blame him, it's not like I have tons of people traipsing through here at any given time.

Anyway, he is not allowed in the spare room at night, where the birds are, because he menaces them- the poor things. So, I have to shut the door. Each time I get up from the computer and go to pick him up and walk out/shut the door, he toodles on over to the hutch I have in there, trills, and rolls on his back, and rolls side to side, so I can't get a grip- but usually I can.

Well, yesterday, he did this again, and I couldn't get a grip- you could just see the joy, and almost hear the giggling emanating from him. I started laughing and said "okay, this time you won!" The phone rang, and I went to get it, but then I came back because I really wanted to close up that room for the night. So, I came back, and he trotted under my chair, flipped on his back, and I had to pull him out, some how- I don't know.

I have finally learned that this is our special little game, that he loves so much. I shall try to get it on tape for you all. He is such a character- goodness knows, he livens up the house

Here's my boy

I'm a dog person, honestly, but sometimes cats totally crack me up. He sounds like quite the character (and he's handsome too!).

He's a real beauty and I can tell by the look in his eyes he has to be a real character.

oh he is gorgeous

He's a beautiful cat! His eyes sure are full of mischief though!