For a cat who spends most of his time sitting around staring at walls, it's always fascinated me that Opie will suddenly, in the middle of a grand stare, decide that he needs to get to the next room as fast as he possibly can. So that he can sit and stare in the next room.
Sometimes Opie's need for speed causes him to take shortcuts across furniture and over and through people. I've received more than one nasty scratch as Opie sailed over my bed / chair / couch.
On occasion Opie has an attachment - a Darwin or a Lillie-Belle, say, hot on his heels. Those forays usually entail a tear or two around the entire premise. Things crash, stuff breaks.
It's happened in the dead of the night, it's happened early in the morning, it's happened during the middle of the day.
Opie needs to get somewhere, fast. And sometimes he needs to take someone with him.
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