Feline Freeway

I sit quietly on my couch.  The sunshine is blazing outside.  The back slider is open, the door into the garage is open and the large garage door yawns open allowing the outside air to blow through the house.  Relaxing, a cool gust of air wafts through the living room and the sounds of birds chirping outside fills my ears.  These peaceful events are suddenly shattered by the sound of huge elephants with super-padded feet roaring through the house.  The galloping sounds of several of these beasts comes and goes as the Doppler Effect is manifest for a split second.  By the time I turn around to see what the commotion is all about the house is quiet, the birds chirp and a breeze drifts over my body.

I relax once again, resting my body and enjoying the evening breeze.  Within seconds the crescendo of a herd of elephants roars into being and is almost instantly gone.  I turn, but not quick enough to see what the commotion is all about.  I suspect, but have no proof.  As I once more let my muscles relax into a pool of ooze, it quickly solidifies like quick drying glue as the sound of Africa echoes off the walls. Turning quickly, I catch a glimpse of white fur disappearing out the back door.  I also notice a sudden pain in my neck where a muscle appears to have been pulled when I whipped my head around so quickly.

Trying to slowly turn my head back around while massaging my neck, the sounds of monstrous soft padded feet comes out of nowhere.  Since I haven't turned my head fully back into place yet, I am able to witness the fuzzy event.  Three of my cats have turned the house into a raceway.  Coming in the back door, going through the house and out the garage, they encircle the house to re-enter the back door again. Fur floats lazily in the rays of sunshine as the cats weight decreases with each pass through the house and their coats of fuzz diminish atom by atom, hair by hair.

I shake my head and have to chuckle at the cats ability to turn something simple into a great game of cat and cat.  Massaging my neck muscles, I slowly turn my head back to its created position.  A few more passes of feline freeway fills my ears before I hear a soft thud as two cats collide with the wall. The third has made the slight bend through the laundry room and out the garage door while the other two quickly regain their balance and re-enter the racetrack of fun.  I laugh, but only for a second.  A pain shoots up my neck.  I need to get a heat pack to fix what these mischievous felines have caused me by their cat antics.