Mrs. smijer's baby, "Shagnasty" (also "Doo Doo", "Doodie Kitty"), is a live one. This is how he sleeps:

Actually, that's how he sleeps when Momma's hair or tummy isn't available to nest in. It doesn't matter. The cat doesn't often even slow down enough to sleep. He is usually scurrying from one end of the house to the other in pursuit of (What? Air molecules?) making noises similar to some you have heard made by Snoopy the dog.

As hinted before, I had a hand in naming the cat -- but my original suggestion (Little S _ _ T) was not original to me. In fact I was making every effort to name the cat after another kitten which was named spontaneously by my friend and former roommate. He came from Greece. The Mobile (Alabama) flea market was his second home.

There, it was always the plants and animals that would tempt him to pull out his roll and haggle, Mediterranean style, with the merchants. "Leht's get some cheekens" (or ducks, or rabbits)...

"How much for theeze things overr heerre (english: 'Gardenias', or 'Lilies')? ... Oh, you see, I ohnly hahf seven dollors. How many can I get forr seven dollors?" ... and inevitably, one day, "How much for theess leetle shit?"

The leetle shit is most likely a great-grandmother by now. I know the last time I made the trip to visit the former roommate, one of her kittens was already pregnant. Anyway, all that's neither here nor there. I'm just trying to explain the cat's name, and I think you get the point.

Now, click on the image below in order to watch him do valiant combat with a fierce Teddy Bear.

(Apparently the AOL media player has problems with this file. I would have preferred to make a .mov for quicktime users, but my software doesn't support it. Sorry about that)