I'm a pepper, he's a pepper, wouldn't you like to be a pepper too?

Peppers.  Very popular here.  Which is kind of funny after awhile, because you also learn that bland food is quite the norm also.  Spinacini is a patty made of spinach and chicken.  Bland.  Ricotta cheese is used all the time to tone down things.  Potatoes...to my surprise, are very popular here. And tasteless and bland.

So!  People grow bunches of peppers and peppers grow rapidly and are plentiful.  They grow in simple pots.  On balconies, in front of doors in the street, in window boxes.  Peppers, peppers, peppers.  Not the LARGE ones, the little pepperoni....the hot little bastards.

We don't grow them ourselves because....everyone else does!!! Our neighbor gives us peppers.  Another neighbor further down, too!  And more recently, the owner of a local sundries store gave us a load of peppers....because.    Agggghh.

I mean, there's only two of us.  How many peppers can I use????

My husband was already asleep.  I was heading to bed the other night but I heard a small commotion going on.  What???  

When I got into the kitchen, mostly dark....there were two cats on the counter and two on the floor...I could see one on the floor was Lupo.  One on the counter jumped down immediately.  The other, whom I had to push down, I THINK was Notte.  Why were they on the counter?  PEPPERS!!!!

Apparently someone thought it would be great fun to smack some peppers around the kitchen floor, you know?!!! Like a soccer game!!!  Yea!!!  

I turned on the light above the stove....retrieved some peppers from the counter top and stove....and then also found two or three in various places on the floor.  What fun!  Pepper fights!

Would an American cat do this??  Just wondering.