While talking to a delivery guy, a fly got into the house. I watched Istar jump around like some Cirque du Soleil performer trying to catch it for quite a bit while Hobbit just patiently sat and watched. I guess he got tired of it and left to do other things because a second ago, I heard a small thump, looked over at the door, and saw Hob enjoying her kill. Yes, Hobbit killed it with one swift blow.
God, I love that cat. She is, and always will be, the best, most talented, prettiest, wonderfullest, smartest kitty EVER!
