Play The Game

Now sometimes I think those two legs take things a bit too far. I heard them talking about going bowling the other day and I thought that sounded like fun. I asked Max about it and he looked very frightened and said he had to be off just in case. I asked him in case of what but he was gone before I could finish the question. Now that should have told me something because you know Max is never one to move fast.

I waited around and I heard old two legs on the phone asking to rent an alley for a couple of hours. I started to have my own fears. Now what would a two legs want with an alley for a couple of hours. The only things you find in alleys are cats, bins, and those scantily clad female two legs who do amazing tricks with males when no one is looking. That's the beauty of being a cat - you can watch all that sort of thing and no one bothers about you!

Well I should have gone away there and then but I heard him make more calls to other two legs asking them to be there too and then it began to dawn on me. They were going to bowl in the alley! Now if they were going to bowl in the alley there were only two possible targets - the cats or the scantily clad female two legs. You wouldn't use the bins because they are too big and would make too much noise.

Now I can't say I am a frequent visitor to alleys but I know enough to know that you don't find 10 or so scantily clad female two legs down there but you do easily find 10 or so cats clad scantily or otherwise. These two legs were planning to throw balls at my bretheren! I had to do something to alert the neighbourhood of what was about to happen.

I went outside and started calling as loud as I could to warn everyone.

"Stop that noise at once, Casper or you'll be indoors right now!"

"Yeah and let you bowl over all my friends I should cocoa!"

"Right! That's it you're going in your basket if you can't behave!"

Oh no I knew what that meant they were going to take me with them and use me as the centre pin cat. I would get every ball thrown down aimed at me. I shot indoors and hid under the duvet next to Max. Max winked at me and we kept very quiet.

Off they went for their game and when they came back he was very quiet - apparently he had been beaten. I saw him showing a picture of the ga,e and there were no cats just skittles they were bowling at. Seems my warning had worked and the cats had all gone into hiding.

You have to get up early to outsmart me you know!