Our daughter and her dog Marilyn are visiting us for a while. Marilyn is a sweet overgrown puppy with enough energy to heat and cool our house, if we could only harness it. When it's time to walk, she starts bouncing. If you're not rushing to the door fast enough she grabs the leash in her mouth and tries to break through the door.
Since Marilyn's entrance, Mojo the cat has holed up in our bedroom and won't come out. Fortunately, we have one of those "garden" tubs that is useless if you take showers, but is a perfect size for Mojo's litter box. We have placed his scratching post beside our bed and relocated his food and water bowls. The chest of drawers has proved to be a perfect perch for a cat who wants to remain just out of reach of a bouncing collie/lab. I've moved my husband's things off. Mojo's real comfy with his favorite blanket up there.
Now Thanksgiving day has come and gone. Twenty people have used Mojo's bedroom as a coatroom and he hasn't liked it at all. The last thing he said to me was a cat language obscenity that I'm glad I can't interpret.
Since Marilyn's entrance, Mojo the cat has holed up in our bedroom and won't come out. Fortunately, we have one of those "garden" tubs that is useless if you take showers, but is a perfect size for Mojo's litter box. We have placed his scratching post beside our bed and relocated his food and water bowls. The chest of drawers has proved to be a perfect perch for a cat who wants to remain just out of reach of a bouncing collie/lab. I've moved my husband's things off. Mojo's real comfy with his favorite blanket up there.
Now Thanksgiving day has come and gone. Twenty people have used Mojo's bedroom as a coatroom and he hasn't liked it at all. The last thing he said to me was a cat language obscenity that I'm glad I can't interpret.
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