Attic=Cat Playground

[lady_branwyn]

Not satisfied with playing with the laptop, Kimba managed to sneak into the attic yesterday. There is a half-height door leading from the upstairs bedroom into storage space under the eaves. We made the mistake of giving her a moment of opportunity, and she took it with astounding speed. She was very excited to discover this new place and completely ignored my calls to come back. Every whisker was standing on end, and her eyes were completely round. She waded in the loose insulation then wandered off into the unfinished crawl space on the far side of the house. We can't fit back there, so we had to wait for her to (hopefully) come back. Luckily, she's easily bored and needs to know where her people are, so it didn't take long. I grabbed her as soon as she was in range. Her whiskers were decorated with fluff, and I was ready for a stiff drink.

Comments

[shirebound]

She needs to know every inch of her house from bottom to top for when she takes over completely

[lady-branwyn.livejournal.com]

LOL! She pretty much runs the place, pushing around her two humans and the other three cats.

[azalaisdep.livejournal.com]

My parents used occasionally to put our cat into our loft space on purpose, in the hope that she'd deal with the birds that used to nest in the eaves. She generally found a hot water pipe to curl up near and went to sleep ;-)

[lady-branwyn.livejournal.com]

Aw! The time we had mice in the attic, the cats sat outside that door for hours, just staring at it! Hmm, maybe I should have let them in to hunt?

[azalaisdep.livejournal.com]

I need to borrow next door's cat, because we've got our usual winter incursion of mice at the back of the cupboards :-( - she might not catch any, but if she makes the house smell sufficiently of cat, they may scarper!