A huge flat packed cat tree has just been delivered. Getting it up the steps almost killed the delivery guy, so I am unpacking it downstairs and will carry it up bit by bit!
Henning has ignored all the bits of cat tree, and is inspecting the empty box. Why am I not surprised...
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Date: 2007-05-01 04:10 pm (UTC)Didn't Kjetil get to the empty box first? Or does the alpha male get first go in the box :-)
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Date: 2007-05-01 04:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-02 02:16 pm (UTC)Henning does look funny up there with that very serious look on his face - like he's found a place where he can survey all his subjects below him :-)
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Date: 2007-05-02 04:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-14 10:43 pm (UTC)In my younger (and considerably more impecunious) days, I went all out and bought a five foot tall step ladder, the better to change the light bulbs in my apartment (nine foot high ceilings are a challenge in that regard). Henry promptly adopted it as his favorite plaything, to the point that I left it out nearly all the time. If I made the mistake of putting it away (or heaven forfend, actually used it myself), he would give me the most reproachful look. If I put the ladder away in it's rightful place in the closet, he would announce to all the world that this was just not acceptable behavior on my part. Fortunately for my relationships with my neighbors, Henry's idea of a stern protest generally approached a whisper. He was so fond of clawing the sides that I eventually wrapped all four legs in sisal. I still have it, and our current cats still give it a workout now and then. Somehow, I've never quite gotten around to acquiring an actual cat tree.
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Date: 2007-05-15 09:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-15 04:07 pm (UTC)