When is a cat not a cat?
Whoosh, a white streak zips past, from one end of the house to the other and then back. No, it’s not a cat with a lot of energy; it’s a cheetah out after high-speed prey. He has to maintain his sprint speed in order to keep up with zebras and gazelles.
One morning, I get up and go to the living room on the way to the kitchen. There, it may look like a couple of cats have gotten their claws into a packet of cat treats. But that’s not really what it is; it really is a pride of lions who have disemboweled a zebra and who are feasting on the kill.