The moth!
Oh joy - we had a visitation from a moth last night. Not a big one, or a spectacular one but it kept my boys amused for a good while.
I came out of the bathroom to find Chester standing on his hind legs with both front paws clamped firmly onto the bed. Then, just like the lovely Simon's Cat cartoon I posted recently, he peeled back one paw, whilst peering in to see if his prey was still there. Couldn't see it, so he did it again. Off flew the moth, into the window. He contemplated jumping after it and I contemplated gathering in everything breakable. Then Bentley came up and spotted the moth too. Both boys just sat there, gazing at their quarry, like peas in a pod, till we turned the light off!
Wonder if Mr Moth will still be there tonight? More sport!
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