Kitties! Mom and I read in Brian's blog about the kittens, Macy and Maxwell digging up carpet to give to their Mom for Mother's Day. That was wonderful of them to think of 'cause carpet is so expensive. Mom started in right away about how *I* dug up OUR carpet too! HA!
Mommy worked a 12 hour rotating shift. She got up at 0325 in the morning when she was on day shifts and 1525 (3:25 in the afternoon) when she was on midnight shifts. So..when she came home at 0630 of fmids, she fed me..went straight to the 5 minute shower she took..& came out. Logged onto the computer and helped me for about 10 minutes to make a blog. Grabbed something to eat and...the barricade began just before she hit the sack about an hour after she came in the door.
Barricade? Yes. For the first weeks I came to live here, while Mom was on mids, Mom shut the hall door. I couldn't bust into her room and wake her up and so on. She had to be wary of light coming in there too, as she can't sleep with light. Nap, yes but not the sleep one needs to work. Well sir, it didn't take but a few times of blockading me out of the rest of the house that I took matters into my own paws.
When she got up one afternoon to go in on mids, after she opened the door she saw that I had tried to dig my way under the door. What in the world else wouldn't a reasonable cat do? I dug and dug and couldn't get under the door! BUT she saw my hard work and decided to lay car mats in front of the threshold before closing the door. That worked- but she felt badly.
So. She used the flat iron she uses to hold the door open, to fix it so the door was open one cat's width. Then she progressed down the hall and closed the bathroom door. (light shining into mom's bedroom from the window in there across from the bedroom) Then, the spare room door. Again too much light...She left our bedroom door open one cat's width, and laid something heavy on the backside of the door so I couldn't open it farther.
She lined the windows with aluminum foil so that it was black in the room. I got to come in and sleep with her any time I wanted to..and we lived happily ever after! It's so hard to put up and take down it stayed in place years until she no longer had to deal with shifts. That was YEARS. The brothers were invited to the great unveiling (taking down the aluminum foil) cleaning the windows, adding the only curtains in the whole house..and daylight in our bedroom! WHOA NELLY.
Mom said she had a ceiling fan installed and when the electrician went in to do it..power was turned off for his work...he was shocked to go into a totally blackened bedroom. Mom explained why. She also had to hold a flashlight the whole time. So..when she told Brian *I* pulled up carpet, I had a darned good reason. I was trying to sleep with my mom in our bed!
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6 comments:
Hello, Admiral. It’s good to read from you again.
I had a very similar problem with some of my fosters. I forget who, though it was recent. I’ve had a few fosters lately, so it may have been Zofia or Horace or Hector. They each had to stay in the library until they were ready to be introduced to the perma-cats, and none of them liked it. One - or more, I think - dug up the carpet at the threshold of the closed door. Like your mum, I had to lay down a small mat to prevent the fitted carpet from being ruined - well, ruined more. Fortunately, I didn’t need to re-decorate the bedroom as your mum did, as the fosters were confined to the library for only a short time. But still, they know what you went through, and I know what your mum went through. Besides, you were doing it in a good cause - to be with your person.
Well you sure did have a good reason! Maxwell and Macy seem to attack every place where the carpet hits the hardwood floors or at all the corners of the doorways, and the doors are open!
Good to see woo mate, I dug up the carpet once, that is because there were MOUSES! Play bows,
Timber
That was very logical, sweet Admiral. It makes purrfect sense that you and Mommy should be able to be together. XO
How sweet you were to work so hard to get to your mom. xo
Checking on woooos,
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