I was going to title this post "Cat lovers know" but then I remembered that some vacuum commercial tagged that line already for the same thing.
Anyway, this morning I was sitting at the table in my furry robe and fuzzy slippers, both of which are animal print, drinking my orange cappuccino and reading from 1 Samuel (which really has nothing to do with this post, but I am setting a scene here). Paige and I had just finished breakfast and I realize that our cat Ash is actually playing with Paige or vice-versa. What struck me odd is that this particular cat...well she is weird and prefers to be the one to initiate contact. Anyway, I watched the two of them play on the kitchen floor for at least 10 minutes - Paige on her hands and knees sliding something past the cat and the cat pouncing and chasing the darn thing. The cat would even hide behind things in a hunting crouch in anticipation for this. What was it? Well, from the picture, cat lovers would know. For the rest of you, it was a MILK RING. Actually there were two of them. I am not quite sure who was getting more pleasure out of this, the cat or Paige...either way, it was great fun for both of them and the best thing...it was a milk ring.
