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“Cat Rules:
1) The cat is NOT allowed on the furniture.
2) Alright, the cat can go on the furniture, but NOT on the kitchen counter.
3) Okay, the cat can go on the kitchen counter, too, but just NOT when I’m preparing meals.
4) Fine, The cat can go wherever it wants, whenever it wants, as long as it doesn’t swat me in the face at 4:30 in the morning, demanding to be fed.
5) Yes, the cat will be fed at 4:30 in the morning.
6) Dogs have masters, cats have staff.”
Our present kitty lives the good life. He has his own cat flap, but did not stop him from meowing all of us awake at 2:00 AM. What, you need food? No, there’s plenty. But you see, he ate the kibbles out of the middle, and he doesn’t LIKE to have to stick his nose in the corners of the cat dish. He needs us to push the remaining kibbles into the middle, then we can go back to sleep.
Regarding the kitchen counter, my last cat was all too smart. We tried to teach him not to go on the kitchen counter (used squirt bottle). He learned that he wasn’t to be SEEN on the kitchen counter. Big difference. So, we’d be in the basement, watching a movie on the computer, and we would hear a noise that sounded EXACTLY like two cat’s front paws landing on the floor from counter height followed by the sound of two hind paws landing from the same height. You race upstairs, and all you see is the kitty curled in a ball on an easy chair, doing an exceptional imitation of Vinnie Barberino ... “What? Where? Huh?”
He was the boss, but he tricked you intoliking to be bossed.
#6 is the Master Rule. They truly own us. (But we love ‘em, don’t we?)
Holy moly....I thought mine were the only ones who did that!!!!
Hah! That’s what sticky rodent traps are for!
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