A reblog from 2017. Though Tiger’s going on 13 now not much has changed. He’s still young at heart! 🙂
This is Tiger and as you know I am the senior cat in residence.
I shall turn 9 this spring in human years (not to be confused with the 9 lives of which I am on # 3) which makes me eligible for cat discounts. The point is, I’m starting to realize I am no longer young and this is increasingly apparent as I watch the junior cat on the premises, aka, Benji. I can’t fail to notice how fast he is, how instantly he appears by my side when nanoseconds before he was across the yard in the bush.
I have observed his frantic chasing of the squirrels, yea, his tumbling round and round with them, until they escape and scramble up the tree. (I have never attempted such a feat, though I have been known to give chase.)
The boy is limber to be sure. I fear my back would break if I attempted to sleep in…
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