My cat Misty becomes more and more human each day.
An indoor/outdoor cat, she has a cat door that allows her to go outside to do her business, and visit the neighbors, and terrify the local wildlife. When I have to lock the door so I can take her to the vet the next day, she has a litter box that she will sometimes use instead of holding it in until she gets back outside.
Last night, I heard scratching from that direction while I was in another room. I hurried out to see what she was scratching. Turns out it was the litter box! Just because it was raining outside. My little princess is becoming a weather wimp.
Odder still, and a little bit eerie, is her new television habit. Lately I don’t turn it on much. I mostly watch Rachel Maddow of a Monday evening. Wednesday morning, as I leave my bedroom at the other end of the flat from the living room, I hear voices coming from there. The TV was on, and Misty appeared to be watching the show from the sofa. She must have stepped on the remote and turned the TV on.
I put the remote onto the coffee table, where I’ve never seen her go. The TV is on the next morning, today. Now I’m getting serious. I turn the remote upside down, so it shouldn’t be possible for her to hit the button.
Stay tuned. I hope this cures her TV craving, but only time will tell.
No comments:
Post a Comment