This little gentleman is Midnight AKA Ninja and he will soon be appearing in the new book by the Peacock Writers called "Snowflakes on my lashes."
In the early hours of this morning, there was an incident in my room and a sharp lesson in the ladder of puddytat society was taught to the young pretender. Since his arrival not more than a year ago, he has played the ladies up, paddypawing at all occasions, usually the let the little man have his fun....
I say usually, last night he crossed a line and felt the wrath of Bess, if you have read "A Spooky Fall Harvest," http://alsdomain.weebly.com/23/post/2013/05/a-spooky-fall-harvest.html#.UjW2zdJJM7o you will recall that although her mother Lucky thinks she is a huntress, Bess has on many occasions proved her prowess.
Last night, Bess was by my door, cold, wet and drying herself when he decided to play tag; she was not (!) amused and made it clear that he was out of place.
He slunk back to my bed with a look which said, "Oops, wrong cat and wrong time." LOL