Puzzle Description:

While doing the dishes I felt a sprinkle of water on the back of my legs. I turned to look but only saw a couple of the cats waiting expectantly to be fed. I turned back to the dishes and felt the sprinkle of water again. Turned and looked again. Same thing. I began to wonder if I was losing it or if this had something to do with the nerve damage they talk about when you get diabetes. Then I caught the guilty culprit. Our youngest cat was trying to catch a fly that was swimming around in their water dish and, of course, every time he got his paw wet he had to shake the water off.

#1: Aldege Cholette (aldege) on Oct 8, 2016

HA HA cute story Norma. :)

Thanks, Aldege.

lol love it norma :D

Cute story and great image.

Well done Norma! Love the cats

Thank you, ladies.

Fun puzzle, Norma. I have had the same experience, except without the cats. Turns out for me it WAS the nerve damage (from chemo) that made me feel a sprinkle of water somewhere on one of my legs, always a different place each time.

Super funny!

Fun! Hopefully, you won't have to experience diabetic neuropathy.

Thank you Teresa, Jota, and Kristen. I hope you are no longer suffering the effects of the chemo, Teresa.

Love it. We have a cat, just about to hit his first birthday, who loves to play with water. He jumps up onto the sink edge when the water is running and paws/snaps at the stream of water as it comes out of the tap; then he steps into the sink itself and paws and snaps at the stream of water going into the drain. During this last portion, he will sometimes get his head totally below the running tap and not even notice because he is so intent on "catching" the drain stream.

This is the smartest cat we have ever seen. He quickly made the association between the laser dot running around the floor and the hand holding the pointer, and he also could open our bedroom door long before he was big enough to reach the handle (he would run from the other side of the hall, grab the handle and pull it down before his torso hit the door to unstick it and open it).

We've had him since he was 4 days old - his mother (a marginally tamed stray) had a litter of 6 kittens, and when she moved the litter to a new location, she'd leave one or two behind. The second time she didn't come back for one, so we raised it. (His name is D'Ash, which describes both his colour and his movement pattern.)

That's incredible. It's so special when you have a cat that smart. I've had a lot of cats and loved them all, but one stands out as the most special. His specialty was games which he would make up and play with me. One was hide and seek which we played in the front yard, taking turns stalking each other as we hid in the bushes and behind trees. I've often wondered if the neighbors thought I was a bit off, stalking around my front yard.

Since we have a dog and (currently) no other cat, and he was separated from his mother and siblings so young, D'Ash has picked up a number of dog and human characteristics. He often greets us at the door when we come home, and he will play fetch.

One thing he is not very aware of is that he has grown a lot since he was a kitten. He still loves to sleep on his climber, even though he overflows it at both ends. He also thinks he can hide by sticking his head under the step stool - when he was a kitten he fit completely there and was very hard to find but now with his torso sticking out about 10 inches (25 cm), and his tail extending about the same amount more he is quite visible.

I've often marveled at the fact that cats don't realize they have gotten larger and will continue to do things the same way they did as kittens. I had a cat who as a kitten loved to cuddle by climbing up on my shoulder in the classic baby burping position. As he got larger I was expected to support his butt while he slept. He got to be quite large but still insisted on climbing up and going to sleep with his head on my shoulder.

Ah Norma, you've done it again.

Watching my mom's cat Ocho now for such signs of intelligence. Nope. She's very pretty, sweet, and small, and loves to cuddle. That's it. I'm not a cat person but have grown fond of her since I came to NYC to help Mom. Ocho doesn't care for our two doggies, and pines for feline company, but the cats across the hall shun her, even though they are her cousins and neighbors. So she's stuck with human company. I hope it's enough.

Thank you, JT. Ocho was smart enough to win you over. :)

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