Wen I go hunting, I like to hide so I can check out the  situation an plan my attack.  This is me hidin' in my tunnel from the flyin' feather burdie.  The darn burdie came into my hiding place though, just to get on my nerves. 

Heer's that burdie again, just hangin' there in da air.  Yoo see it, in the upper rite of the pikcher?  I'm waitin to see wut it duz next.  Yoo can't be too shore about these fings.

I have a battery-operated ball too.  All the other cats are scared of it, but not me.  At least not most of the time. Sometimes gets stuck inna corner.  One time wen it wuz stuck, just as  I wuz about to move in for the kill, the ball got itself unstuck an turned around an startid chasin me!  So I keeps my eyez an eerz an nose open alla time.  A cat's gotta be on his toez.

Oooo that burdie!! 

I got a mousie inna track too that goez around an around wen I batbatbat it.  No matter how hard I try, I can't get that mousie out of that track.  

After a long hard play session, I like to have a gud stretch and scratch, an then a nice long nap.