A Lion, a Chair and a Cat

Today was supposed to be Mono Monday on the subject of the Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe. I duly went off in search of a lion. I came back with a toy that had been sitting on the shelves from some thirty years and, in a moment of devilment, placed it next to the spot on my chair where the cat was napping. She woke up, saw the lion, jumped a few feet in the air, onto the coffee table and then onto the floor. She then slowly made her way back to the chair and sat on her hind legs trying to decide whether or not to attack. She decided against. It made for an amusing interlude in what was otherwise a dull and dreary day.