Those of you who are kept by cats may have noticed that they have favorite spots to hang out, but that those spots change over time.
Rufus’ current favorite:
Yeah, the back of the futon in his room.
He seems comfortable, but even so, I think it looks a bit precarious.
Maybe we should have named him Snoopy.
On a related note, we’re seeing him in places–and in proximity to others–we wouldn’t have dreamed of even a few weeks ago.
Rufus isn’t fully integrated yet. There’s still a lot of political drama, most of it with Mr. ‘Nuki, no matter what that photo suggests.
And Rufus is still very reluctant to go downstairs–upstairs is his turf; downstairs is the Great Unknown.
But he’s making progress. And that’s all one can ask for, really.
We have a futon-back cat, and it’s Mystery, who weighs in at nineteen pounds and change. (Trust me, we try to keep him from gorging himself; I swear that cat puts on weight from breathing.) He hasn’t capsized yet, or if he has, none of the other cats have told us about it.
Sounds like he’s well named, then: it’s a mystery where his weight comes from, it’s a mystery how he remains atop the futon–or else it’s a mystery how he’s bribing the other cats to keep quiet.
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Patience is really loving Level 6 of the cat tree, especially because Fortitude can’t get up there (yet).
Boy will she be in for a rude awakening one of these days.
These kittens don’t really sleep very much.
Irrelevant. The universe is a perverse place. Kittens are perverse creatures. Ergo, Pat will be asleep the first time Forti makes it to the top.