We are aware of the loose floorboard in the bathroom (after you hid prawns under it) and have filled in the gap under it. This should mean that it is of no further interest to you.
Instead, it means that throughout the day we are intermittently treated to thwap-wappawappawappa as you try out your new musical instrument. Sitting on one end, hooking your claws over the other and pulling up until the claws slip and the floorboard snaps downwards and vibrates must be fun, from the number of times you do it a day.
However, one of these days you are going to shut your tail under it or the board will break. Worse, it will catapult you into a wall, or even the BATH. So shutting you out is in your own best interests, and we are not torturing you.
P.S. Stephen, that door is closed to keep your sister out, not because there is anything interesting behind it. Please stop opening it and letting her back in.
It broke a while back, right as the warranty ran out, so we went back to hoovering. The cats hated it: hiding, attacking the vacuum, hissing at it, attacking the person using it…it was not pleasant. Then I found this little place that specialises in out of warranty roomba repairs, and when we contacted them it was surprisingly affordable (we certainly couldn’t afford to buy a replacement!). So we sent it off and got it back before christmas – fully repaired and working wonderfully.
The first clue the cats were glad to see it was when I started it up, and Stephen proceeded to feed it. He scooped kibble up in his mouth, sat down, and proceeded to drop it directly in front of the roomba. When it had hoovered that bit up, he went and got another. He has also taken to sitting in doorways or by the top of the stairs and smacking the front bumper with a paw if it gets too close.
I had no clue Matilda felt the same. She normally runs away from it. And then, this afternoon, she came in and raised a ruckus. She was running back and forth, yowling, wapping my ankles with a paw, running to the door and back, so I got up to follow her. I rather assumed Stephen was in trouble (again). Instead there’s Matilda standing in front of a table meowing frantically as the roomba bumps back and forth underneath it, having got stuck.It chose that moment to make it’s soft despondent “lost” noise and stop moving. Matilda froze, staring at it and gave me a look I can only interpret as “It’s died!”. I fished it out, started it up again and told her it was going to be fine. I don’t think she believes me – right now she’s sitting next to it, intently watching it charge.
Not quite roomba-driving but having two cats roomba-mothering is still funny.
Then again, since they have discovered that the alternative is the evil hoover, I think they want to ensure it stays in good health for a long time to come.
Thought for the day:Never be holding a cat when they see a squirrel Trying to get over my shoulder to get the squirrel, she got my neck. It looks like I’ve just been shaved by Sweeney Todd.Ear to ear, right across the front of my throat. Four parallel cuts, blood everywhere, and I’m typing one […]
Thought for the dayI nearly didn’t see her before I shut itSince this photo was taken Matilda has in fact managed to get herself shut in drawers. When I let her out, she was upset I’d disturbed her nap.
Thought for the day…not the eyes!Cats can tell when you are ill. However I think these two are taking it to extremes. R. says that they know what side their bread’s buttered on, and don’t want anything to spoil their lovely retirement.The first time, when I ended up going to bed with what turned out […]
Thought for the dayWith cats you never know what will happen next.Matilda walked in with a box on her head. Then she walked straight into a wall, turned unsteadily and flumped down sideways. There was this vaguely mournful meow from inside the box.I went to the rescue. It was a small box, a tight fit, […]