New Olympic sport for cats :-)

Now I know why my runner on the foyer floor is always in the corner when I get home from work. I just thought the rug got pushed into the corner when they chased each other through the house (my staircase in in the center of the foyer, so that area is prime chasing ground--they can run throughat least 4 rooms that way. My favorite thing is when you see one cat in hot pursuit of Cat B; they disappear around the staircase, then they emerge, now with Cat B chasing Cat A--like in a cartoon).

I've been on vacation, so now I see what REALLY goes on in my house when I'm away...apparently, some of my cats are tyring out for the Cat Olympics track & field sport of long-jumping. I just saw Loki take a running leap from the kitchen doorway, front legs out, and make the runner scrunch up.

9.00 for Loki (from the American judge).

.... ..Oh my!...that´s hilarious!..

Chasing Cat sport!.. .... ...

I see the Olympic Bladder Dive every morning. My cats are expert at it. They will stand on the nightstand and jump across, landing squarely on my bladder for a perfect 10, or fewer points for landing somewhere less painful.

Originally Posted by krazy kat2

I see the Olympic Bladder Dive every morning. My cats are expert at it. They will stand on the nightstand and jump across, landing squarely on my bladder for a perfect 10, or fewer points for landing somewhere less painful.

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OMG, mine do the same thing on me in bed! Especially Loki and Willi, our heaviest cats. Usually it's my abdomen (actually where I think my uterus is), or my left boob. (Mine was jumped on last week, and it still hurts deep down--like it's bruised inside.) I've since, when I see they're coming up to the bed, learned to cover my chest with my forearm to keep those paws from digging in on impact.

Why don't they EVER do this stuff to DH in bed????

He probably crushed your skin against a rib. That happened to me when I bumped into a table the other day and it still hurts!

My cats are kinder--they jump onto my bed and get one on either side of my head. Then they pat my face, purr, and tickle me with their whiskers. It's the tickling that's most annoying. I mean... tickling, at 5 a.m.!