Amusing stories so far but I’m ummm… stunned at this one. You let the cat do this obnoxious and disgusting thing when you have company eating at the dinner table? Why not just put the cat in another room and lock the door for awhile.
We used to have one old warrior tomcat named Trouble. In his youth he caught a baby rabbit. He didn’t hurt it in any way, just brought it unnoticed into the house and dropped it in his food bowl. He was saving it for a snack later, we think.
His sister, Nosy, had a habit of doing somersaults. She would stop what she was doing, lower her head, and roll forward and do a flip. We learned to recognize the warning signs of this, and would amaze guests by telling her to do a somersault. She almost always “obeyed”. Our friends thought we were such clever animal trainers…
One of the current crew is Mitzi, a hyperactive, hyper-nervous grey tiger. Couple this with slick floors, and you get lots of action, no traction, and the occasional thump into the cabinetry.
Oh, and Lady Juliet? May I suggest some decals or stickers, mounted about cat-high on that sliding glass door?
LOL! Super OP!
We have a George, all black with golden eyes; looks like a miniature jaguar. He likes the trash, when there is something nummy (to his way of thinking) in it. Once I heard him in it, and caught him, head down and butt in the air. So I ‘helped’ him in the rest of the way.
He showed his lack of amusement like only a cat can!
BTW, his name suits him very well; he shifts back and forth between “which way did he go, George” to “Curious George”.
Great story, very funny. I have a cat, Bo, who is also not the brightest bulb in the pack. He is so sweet though, and I love him dearly. But a question lingers…what on earth is a monkey dog?