We play a lot, actually. Sometimes, I trick her a little while we are playing. I hide, meow to call her into the room and then pounce on her. Other times, we work together to beautify Upstairs Human’s sweatshirt shelf.
I do a pretty good job of holding my ground, but Nutmeg gives me a good workout. It’s been a bit more than a year since I played with anyone this energetically. I think it’s helping me get back in shape.
Robin says that Nutmeggy takes it easy on me, but I don’t agree. Nutmeg is always telling people she wins all the games, too. They don’t give me enough credit.
Pals, I’ve got to come up with strategies to convince them that I’m a rough, tough mancat. What shall I do?