Life is just like a pantomime in our Pride at times and with three naughty little kittens and their, I have to say, very demanding Mother, a crazy Prince Charming, Security Cat & me! It's bedlam in tights!
James and Jaz of the MiniCats were like the panto horse, one holding the other around the waste and the other on their hind legs, paws out, staggering towards me... like I was meant to be scared or something? Lillibet tried her most demure look and rustled her frock and when that didn't work on me she did her scariest of wails and snake like movements to intimidate me. But I am no baddy in this Panto and don't deserve the bad reputation I get as a food thief. So with everyone booing and hissing I make for stage left where upon my exit is blocked by a damsel in distress. It's Faith, all coy and bewildered by my handsomeness, she throws her self into my paws with such gusto that I drop her instantly with surprise! - This ensues with more booing and hissing me from the stage.
I bump into TomFun who, like Prince Charming, rushes to Faith's aid and scoops her up lovingly, and a bit possessively for my liking, then kisses her a long and lustful kiss. OMC! "She's mine" he growls at me, "Mine I tell you" and proceeds to lower the swooning Faith to ground and then bounds at me in one fearful bound and lays one on me. THWAK! 'This little jumped up squirt has grown,' I thought as I wrestled with him, 'No, seriously, he has put on some muscle and weight'. I am totally flabbergasted by the sheer size of this pumped up love junkie. I think if it hadn't been for Mr.Zeus of the household security, dressed like buttons, the whole thing could have ended up quite nastily. Mr.Zeus took the young whippersnapper by the neck and made for center stage, where upon he let the ruffian, Prince Charming, go with a short sharp back paw across that pretty little face of his. The Prince staggers to the nearest wailing maiden and tries to cop off with her - Faith is there like Mother Goose, having changed her mind about loving the Prince Charming - NO ONE makes out with her precious Lillibet and gets away with it! Lillibet is inconsolable, so I tentatively tickle under her chin and she smiles at me. "Still got it" I wink at her!
I enter stage right (how does that happen?) and I am immediately the good guy again, phew, I thought that my halo had slipped! With screams of 'He's behind you', I look and see nothing... then, again, I am jumped from behind by a screaming buffoon with far too much testosterone for anyones liking! I shrug him off, to cheers and clapping of paws, well OK ManSlave rescued me and carried me aloft of the frey! That TomFun is getting far too big for his 'Puss in Boots' if you ask me and if I had another second with him back stage I could teach him a thing or two about working the crowd. "Really!" I huff and shake my head. I am still a Old Dame at heart!