Gone Fishing

Now that Suzy Q is some smart cat. She has figured out that she cannot catch Fishy Fish by conventional means as things stand now. There are just too many places for that #%$@ * fish to go. Her new idea is stick her head into the bowl and drink the water out of it until Fishy Fish is flopping around on the bottom like, well, a fish out of water. And, the technique would work, too, if some Bozo didn't keep changing the water and refilling the bowl.

Oh, I almost forgot. Q Beans had her first cat fight yesterday. Since the internal stitches from her recent surgical procedure have not yet dissolved completely, I was hoping that we could postpone the inevitable for a while yet, but she and one of the neighbors big gray cat got into it on the front porch and it sounded like all Hell had broken loose. I ran out to break up the fight and Sam joined in. The gray cat took off down the street with Sam in hot pursuit. Beans, of course, just pranced around the porch with her big tail at full staff as if to say, "I won! Nana naana naaana. "

Feisty little bugger, that Stinky Beans.