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Danger Boy!
Jan. 7th, 2005 03:37 pmThat would be Leopolde's new nickname, given by me. The little so-and-so has been taxing his momma's patience. When momma has a splitting sinus headache- it's not a good time to forget all the house rules, like how cats aren't allowed on the counters, or the stove, or the table, ever- not just that one time, I'll say no every time. And chewing plastic bags is always going to be a no, no matter how many times you try or how many different bags you try.
Though he is cute when he's lying on the kitchen table, having thusly responded to "Leopolde down!" And he is lucky to be so cute. And springy...
One of the walls in the den is an entire wall o' closet. And almost full... but that's beside the point. Danger Boy has figured out how to climb to the very top shelf- which has to be a good 7 feet off the ground. So, how does he get down from there? Quite simple- he jumps from the top shelf to the GROUND! Just does. And quite the THUMP! it makes.
The other day Sasha the Grey witnessed this mighty acrobatic feat, and the path up to the top shelf. So Ms. the Grey follows suit. Save for the last part. She couldn't figure out how to get down- and this upset her greatly. Danger Boy attempted to climb up to show her how this was done- but she got upset and hissed at him. Momma had to save the silly the Grey.
Danger Boy also now has a bump at the end of his tail - I think he broke the tip of last bone. Not that he's noticed at all. I have a feeling it was from when he fell off the window sill (in the middle of the night) and landed on the Nordictrack Ellipse exercise doo-hickey. Yeah, heard the resounding THUMP and worried until I heard him wandering around mewing "Oww, damn, oww, that hurt, oww, I'm fine, oww, nothing to see, oww." kind of muttering.
Lately his fascination has turned to water. If the faucet gets turned on in the bathroom- he must witness it. When the toilet flushes he must watch the water. Shower water, ditto. This from the boy who carried on like he was getting skinned when we bathed him.
Oh! And mirrors. The young cat has discovered mirrors and is puzzled by them. We have a square mirror by the front door that has a relatively thick frame. He is an escaper so if one is leaving the other will come and pick him up- thus he saw the mirror. Now every time we do this he bats at the mirror.
The other morning he tried to jump INTO or through the mirror. I'm not quite sure which. I think he thought there was another room and that this was merely a window. He looked quite silly rebounding off the wall... Luckily the older and wiser the Grey was busy finishing his breakfast (all 3 pieces of kibble he missed) and didn't see the blunder.
At the very least he's entertaining while he's vexing.
The beau and I were thinking of writing a joke comic book series- sister and brother cat crime fighters- The Grey and Danger Boy! Known in their day to day lives as Sasha and Leopolde Allen-Fog. :)
Though he is cute when he's lying on the kitchen table, having thusly responded to "Leopolde down!" And he is lucky to be so cute. And springy...
One of the walls in the den is an entire wall o' closet. And almost full... but that's beside the point. Danger Boy has figured out how to climb to the very top shelf- which has to be a good 7 feet off the ground. So, how does he get down from there? Quite simple- he jumps from the top shelf to the GROUND! Just does. And quite the THUMP! it makes.
The other day Sasha the Grey witnessed this mighty acrobatic feat, and the path up to the top shelf. So Ms. the Grey follows suit. Save for the last part. She couldn't figure out how to get down- and this upset her greatly. Danger Boy attempted to climb up to show her how this was done- but she got upset and hissed at him. Momma had to save the silly the Grey.
Danger Boy also now has a bump at the end of his tail - I think he broke the tip of last bone. Not that he's noticed at all. I have a feeling it was from when he fell off the window sill (in the middle of the night) and landed on the Nordictrack Ellipse exercise doo-hickey. Yeah, heard the resounding THUMP and worried until I heard him wandering around mewing "Oww, damn, oww, that hurt, oww, I'm fine, oww, nothing to see, oww." kind of muttering.
Lately his fascination has turned to water. If the faucet gets turned on in the bathroom- he must witness it. When the toilet flushes he must watch the water. Shower water, ditto. This from the boy who carried on like he was getting skinned when we bathed him.
Oh! And mirrors. The young cat has discovered mirrors and is puzzled by them. We have a square mirror by the front door that has a relatively thick frame. He is an escaper so if one is leaving the other will come and pick him up- thus he saw the mirror. Now every time we do this he bats at the mirror.
The other morning he tried to jump INTO or through the mirror. I'm not quite sure which. I think he thought there was another room and that this was merely a window. He looked quite silly rebounding off the wall... Luckily the older and wiser the Grey was busy finishing his breakfast (all 3 pieces of kibble he missed) and didn't see the blunder.
At the very least he's entertaining while he's vexing.
The beau and I were thinking of writing a joke comic book series- sister and brother cat crime fighters- The Grey and Danger Boy! Known in their day to day lives as Sasha and Leopolde Allen-Fog. :)
