Puppy vs. Kitten
Meet Casper – as in, Casper, the Friendly Ghost.
This is Casper, the Friendly Puppy.
Casper is staying with us for a couple months for training. We think he has great potential. He can already levitate.
I will haunt you in your sleep with my piteous howls.
Casper loooooves the kitties.
Unfortunately, he has discovered the clawed end of the fuzzballs.
He was doing well to be out from behind my legs here.
Kitties are so temptingly soft and squishy.
Kitty-Kitty (who, by the way, is a boy and is still nameless) takes up a defensive position in a fortress of hay.
C’mon, young cowboy, I dare ya.
Kitty has at least three months more experience in this world than Casper.
The brave puppy circles around from behind, which is less shielded…
Wisely choosing the front side, which has more hay between him and the cat, the puppy gets closer…
and POUNCES! Kitty, Casper, and hay go flying.
Kitty, with a nice little ridge of fur on his back, doesn’t appear happy. Don’t mess with me, man.
Casper retreats to a safe place, where he can pine away in sorrow for his fuzzy Kitty.
That’s what I thought. And stay there.