So in honor of the Olympics, my cats have decided to have their own events.  This morning they participated in gymnastics and wrestling.  Take a look:

This is Jack.  He’s the skinnier of the two brothers.  But I think he’s the instigator.  I’ll show you why.

That’s Goose.  He’s the fatter of the two.  Pay no attention to his belly wobble.  It’s not like I grab it and shake it when he’s not looking or anything.  This morning, he was hanging out on the porch kinda keeping to himself and rolling around like a crazy cat.  And then Jack had to get his attention.

This is how it started- a white dove flew by.  Being they are such great hunters (they’ve never been outside the borders of our deck), they had to scope it out.

And this is what ensued:

And finally:

I think Jack got really p.o.’d here because Goose stuck his tongue out.

Ouch!

 All that playing will most likely make them take an 18 hour nap.