Not having front claws puts my baby Chun at such a disadvantage! It’s hard for me to watch his sharp-clawed uncles getting the best of him when he’s just trying to have fun.
He loves to play with his uncles, mostly Lotus and Kemi. Lotus makes a great playmate because he’s always up for something fun. He’s been waiting years and years for someone who loves playing tag as much as he does. Kemi isn’t quite as thrilled about tag, but he’s tolerant enough of Chun’s silliness to give Chun the impression that he’s playing the same game, most of the time.
This afternoon, Chun must have crossed some line with the Bear, probably by biting at his ruff while rolling on his back, which is Chun’s favorite way to initiate a game. Anyways, usually the Bear is pretty gentle with Chun, but this time Chun got a couple fur tufts pulled out and he got knocked to the floor a couple times in a wrestling match. I intervened because I could tell Chun was not having fun anymore.
But Chun’s playful spirit is uncrushable. Just moments later, he leaped up the kitty tree to play tag with Lotus. A well-placed bop from Bigfoot Lotus Batcat sent him crashing to the floor in one of the least graceful kitty falls I’ve ever seen. His back twisted in a shocking angle and he hit the hard tile floor on his side with a loud thump.
It’s hard climbing a tree with no front claws because you obviously have no purchase. I’ve seen him fall so many times, while playing with Lotus or just by himself, but he never gives up. He doesn’t realize his disadvantage. Since everyone else has plentiful front claws (some more than others), he assumes he does as well.
Now he’s watching squirrels out the window with the Bear.
And now he’s getting into position to ambush the Batcat as he comes down the stairs. They’ll be back in the trees in a moment.