a gloinggg, gloinng, gloinggloinggloing....
feetfeetfeetfeet, sllliiiiide, gloingggg, gloinnggloinggloing.....
And then as I peer over the edge of the bed (moving Ollie's head out of the way) I see it!
It's so fast I only get a swish view as it flies from the doorframe from right to left!
Then left to right! Then back again!
gloingg, gloinggg, feetfeetfeetfeet, sliiiiiiiide
The Ol' Bat's at it again. She's found the ping pong ball the kitten tots left under the table and now it's racing across the lino kitchen floor, the diningroom floor around the table legs (all 24 of them) and back to the kitchen where it becomes trapped and then released.
Ollie is no dummy; when Ms Stella is playing like that it's best to stay out of her way.
Cod luff her