The picture of innocence, you say.
Yet this fuzzy tum has wreaked havoc in the kitchen, using her clever route from the cat stand by the window to one bookcase to the wood stove (not lit!) to second bookcase and Onto the Counter! Several beautiful vases and potted plants have mysteriously ended up in pieces on the kitchen floor, after having been moved into deterrence positions on said bookshelves. Methinks slypaw doesn't always realize the extent of her girth. But by the jeez, does she love people food!
*Aside: returned to computer desk the other morning to find herself ever so delicately dipping her paw into my mug of milky coffee. Augh! Removed cat from desk and mug to sink. Walked into kitchen minutes later to find east end of west-bound cat sticking up out of the sink, where she continued to drink my goddam coffee.*
And then the geek bought this:
It cost about five hundred bucks, it weighs around five hundred pounds ("what the hell is this?" says the UPS man), and it fills up the top of that bookshelf like no potted plant could ever dream of doing.
We're not sure yet if this is absolute deterrence (she is a very clever kitty), but the first morning after installation, we came downstairs to find my beautiful train signal lamp from Scott and Katie lying on its side (upright again in the following photo):
A strong indication, we think, of at least one foiled attempt to wrap her tummy brain around modernist cuisine!
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| "I disapprove." |
2 comments:
Excellent use of Word Verification word and excellent entry! Also, that set of cookbooks came with a clear acrylic case? Modernist indeed.
I bet Madame H. would say of the modernist, molecular cuisine described in these behemoth volumes.. "It disappoints", and then demand a can of Fancy Feast. Has she tried the more expensive Fancy Feast 'Florentine' flavors?? And how's that for a Sunday night alliteration?
LG
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