7/31: A Dual

Salud,

On a warm, July afternoon, I was in a box.

This was no ordinary box. No, boxes like these do not pass through my doors often.

This box was sturdy and spacious with a single entrance and strategically placed portholes. Ze ease at which I could monitor my surroundings undetected brought me amusement.

Who's small, sneaky, but not squeaky, now?

Beans was early on ze scene, yet oblivious to my presence, so I decided to have a little fun. I eerily whispered “Beware.”

His ears perked back and he swiftly turned in my direction. Being ze well-trained curious cat that he is, he came to investigate ze source of ze noise.

Impressed with his bravery to approach my darkness, I immediately initiated a dual through a porthole of ze great box - En Garde!

Skirmishes such as these are merely practice and only include fuzzy paws without claws. Safety remains ever important.

Outstretched, our flurry of white puffs parry until we fatigue.

I huff an exhale at my worthy sparring partner as I rest.

Again? Ze swordplay commences - Riposte!

There are generally no winners in these contests, but I am impressed with Beans' quick feints and parries. I’ll concede this match and empower him with a victory.

I shall bring more focus and endurance to my next dual with Beans, Ze Silly One. Reflecting from ze box, I will bask in the satisfaction of our mutual strength.

Au revoir,

Lé Toots