Good morning, furriends!
So, things are good here. It's really nice to be able to keep an eye, and sometimes a paw,
on Mom without having to go up those darn stairs. That's a bonus.
on Mom without having to go up those darn stairs. That's a bonus.
Remember that silly rumor about us not being on the dining table?
Ha. You see before you, I *am* on the table. I found a way up all by myself -
I am quite clever - so now I can carefully, carefully, supervise the meals.
Even better, Leia hasn't figured out the Way Up, so it's all mine! Until she does, anyway.
Unfortunately Mom is holding firm on the look, smell but NO PAWS on her food.
mouses.
But THIS, THIS is the fly on my butt, people.
The Room of Mystery. Off limits to us felines, and Mom absolutely will not budge.
We all hate closed doors!
It's ok. I will put my brainpower to work on this knotty problem while I rest.
Mom:
The room of mystery is the laundry room.
The table... he was so proud of himself for figuring out how to make a jungle gym and climb up,
I didn't have the heart to make him get down.
I didn't have the heart to make him get down.
It's more fun to slowly open up parts of a new house to the cats; keeps them engaged and curious! We've never let ours down into the basement, and over the years they've forgotten that they want to go there. We bend the rules often for our kitties; only when we have guests over do we keep the table cat-free.
ReplyDeleteWe hate closed doors too!
ReplyDeleteThey do get awfully proud of themselves, don't they?
ReplyDeleteToby and Leia
ReplyDeleteI don't like closed doors either...so I agree. But I expect it is for your own good as laundry rooms have various and sundry holes and stuff.
WTG on the table...bravo after that long trip you deseve that
reward. Hugs madi your bfff
Cats are so funny about closed doors and needing to get through them :)
ReplyDeleteOur laundry room is closed off too. Mainly because it is in the garage! And there are sometimes bad spiders in there. Don't know what your human's excuse is for that closed door!
ReplyDeleteThe fly on my butt.... Our Mom snorted in her coffee! Good job!
ReplyDeleteBOL! Stay on that table! That's a good smart kitty!
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Louis Dog Armstrong
My kitties don't like closed doors either. They scratch scratch scratch on them. MOL I think you look adorable on the table, Toby, and kudos to you for figuring out how to get up there.
ReplyDeleteWay to go, Toby!!! I'd be careful, though - it looks like there's a tiny guy pointing a gun your way. Hmm. Must be the Table Police.
ReplyDeleteSo ... does the Mystery Room have a door knob or one of those lever things? Cause if it's a lever ... well, anyway. Let me know. OR wait for your mom to have her hands full when she goes in there, then race in! I do that with the pantry. There's all KINDS of interesting stuff in there!
Yours sincerely,
Margaret Thatcher
Some day, Toby. You'll be able to sneak right into that secret room. And good for you on the table claim!
ReplyDeleteFer some reason, WE are allowed on tables, but not kitchen counters... Go figure.
ReplyDeleteGood job, Toby, figuring out getting on the table! Our laundry room is closed, too. Mainly because Goro always jump up on dryer then jump down behind it...and can't come back up!
ReplyDeleteLove the photo of you napping together :-)
Toby, there are things in there you needn't concern yourself with. I know...poor excuse not to go in. But proud of you for making it up to the table where you belong. You are an excellent centerpiece!
ReplyDeletea room of mystery?? oh that is just wrong..
ReplyDeleteWell done on finding your way to the top of the table, Toby!
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