No Illusions
Ella and I play this little game. I think I've told you about it. She's been playing it for years, but recently I did actually figure it out. Of course, by the time I knew it existed the score was something like 32 gazillion to zero-Ella's favor.
But now that I've caught on we play it multiple times per day.
I start up the stairs and say: "I'm winning. I'm winning!" And Ella will jump up from a deep sleep, from anywhere in the house, fly to the stairs and tear up after me until she's passed me. Then she turns on a dime and roars at me like a tiger.
This of course means: "Sucker! I beat you again."
Then she pretends not to care about the second half of the game, slinks casually through the den vaguely heading in the direction of my office.
I will then start walking fast, and say: "Who's winning to the desk? Who's winning?" She continues walking slowly until I get close to the desk chair, at which point she will streak past me and leap on top of her pillow. She spins around and stares at me, waiting for her winnings. (Temptation Cat Treats, of course.)
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