the kitten chronicles - part 181

The boys yearn for trees. They can see them swaying gently in the breeze out the back door screen. But they can't sink their claws into them and soar to great, lofty perches like the true jungle cats they aspire to be. So they climb indoors ever higher. Rooney climbed to the very top of the kitchen cabinets, up where only mixing bowls live. This confused the old Big Cat. I was trying to close the cabinet and I felt a cat tail in there so I stopped and looked down on the counter - no cat. Then I looked up. The cat tail interfering with the door was coming from above. Rooney grinned at me like the cat in Alice and Wonderland, he was so proud. Then yesterday in a clear case of feline one-up-man-ship Rufus crawled up into the ceiling tiles in the basement (Again? This is now passe) And Rooney alerted me by pacing the floor and mewing. Rufus has a new more dramatic way to wake the Big Cat up, too. He has lain on his side and pummeled the bedroom door with his feet for months now. This, the Big Cat can ignore. So now he hurls all his weight at the giant container full of dried flowers at the top of the stairs and knocks it over. This makes a very big crash. And surprise, surprise the Big Cat comes rushing out the door in a panic. Mission accomplished. xxx dad