The cat that played with herself

I meow at my momma all the time, wanting her to chase me or run in front of me with a string so I can chase it, or wait for that little red bug that I can never catch.  I also meow at her all the time for water because I’m obsessed with water, a little trickle from the sink and I make a mess and I love it.  I meow when I want love.  I meow when I want a treat.  I meow all the time and momma always loves me, always treats me, plays with me, or gives me water.  I love momma.  I purr nice and loud and it makes momma smile.  When I hear a little whimper coming from her room I go and rub up against her, she stops, smiles and holds me tight.  I meow in the middle of the night for love from momma; she shuts the door often.  I think I make too much noise in the morning.  Gosh I love momma.1

One day I was upstairs and no one would play with me I meowed and meowed and meowed and no one came.  It was sad, but I found another cat, she was white just like me.  I think it was a she, anyway she was white like me, and she had pink ears like me.  Momma always says my pink ears are so cute; one eye was brown and the other blue just like me.  At first I did not know what to think so I slowly crept up on her, and I started batting at her, she batted back what is this.  She cannot do that that is my move.  I backed up she backed up.  I spun around and she spun around.  Hmmm… weird? I was confused.  I ran up and down the room, she ran up and down the room.  I thought, what a copycat.  I jumped up as high as I could and thought, ha-ha, you cant do that, I am good, but what did she do she did it too, at the same level and everything.  I moved really quickly chasing my tail, the world was spinning fast, I looked and she was doing it too.  Err… she made me so angry.  Wow, then I could not see straight.  I looked at her again, got in my crouching position and shook my butt getting my feet comfortable and I tried to pounce right on her but I ran into something along the way and it hurt real bad.2

I walked slowly around to attack her from behind and all I saw was the wall she disappeared.  She must have known I was going to do that.  So I ran quickly to the other side and pounced again and ran into something rather hard again.  Hmmm… how was I going to get her?  I ran in back and nothing, again.  Where has she gone?  I ran back to the front and she was there I try to pounce again.  Momma walked by and saw me run into that rather hard thing.  She starts to laugh I looked at her with my head cocked and she looked at me the same back.  Now momma was a copycat.  She picked me up while she was laughing and she hugged my tight and I started to wiggle.  I hate being held.  She said “ oh Elly you silly, silly kitty that is a mirror, and that is your reflection,” she pointed to the other cat, I saw momma in there too, and she was doing the same thing that momma was to the other cat, “and that is my reflection,” I still do not quite understand what this reflection thing is but I know it hurts, “now I do not advise you do that again or you may get a concussion.”  She puts me down gently, I go back to this mirror thing and batted it again this other cat is weird.  I sat and stared into the mirror thing and just looked at the other cat.  I was so confused and still am.3