Tweezer plays catch

Miss Tweezer has a thing for those little toy mice, the kind with the impossibly hued rabbit-fur bodies and the satin string tails. All I have to do is whisper "Moussssssie..." and she goes into a crouch, eyes dilated, tail twitching, waiting for me to toss one so that it sails through the air over her head. Then she leaps high into the air, twisting and turning as she reaches with all her might for the flying mouse.

This was a pretty amazing feat three years ago, when she was a slender teen. But now she's gotten ... uh ... burly, with a very round middle and an ample belly flap. Yet she still has a lot of spring in her legs.

Normally, her idea of activity is to sit in the shade, surrounded by garden ornaments.

But it's a whole different story when there are faux mice around.

She's got air!

A close-up: check out the splayed toes on her rear paws!

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