Little Kitty Angel

Boys and pets are usually a great combination.  Occasionally, however, I have noticed that the boys may be more of a hazard to the pets than the pets are to them.

One evening, during our bedtime routine, I watched as the cat managed to perch himself on the railing of the top bunk of Ethan's bed.  He sat, balancing very carefully, watching the room like a hawk looking for a mouse.  Just behind the cat, I could see a little foot moving slowly toward the rail with it's toes wiggling madly.  Suddenly, the foot rocketed forward, connecting with the cat and sending him airborne.

"He's flying like a little kitty angel," came a delighted voice. 

- Circa 2006