Does anyone remember my story of the cat on the box?
The box was eventually moved up into the attic and the cat moved back into the clothes closet in our room.
It's a very small closet and we have 2 bins that technically hold our shoes off the floor and allow for some dusting and standing room.
In order to get into the back bin and snuggle on top of GG's furry boots , the cat found it necessary to knock 1/2 of my shoes out of the 1st bin and all of the shoes out of the back bin excepting GG's furry boot bed.
Ahhhhhh, sleep.
But then last week she grew tired (?) of the bin and moved to the other side of the closet where a small pile consisting of a sweater and a blouse of mine had grown. Here she settled. Ahhhhhh.
This allowed me to move the shoes off the floor and vacuum the closet. Ahhhh for me.
But about a half hour ago we heard a thumping noise and went into the bedroom to find the sweater and blouse had been moved out of the closet and dumped unceremoniously on the bedroom rug.
By the cat.
How? Why? What does she want from us now? And why is my shoe in the pile?
????????????
For all of you who think ( wink wink) Pokie might be "nesting ", trust me no. She's about 20 years old, spayed and def been through Menopaws. Oh my God did I just write that?
For all of you who think ( wink wink) Pokie might be "nesting ", trust me no. She's about 20 years old, spayed and def been through Menopaws. Oh my God did I just write that?
