The idle musings of a former military man, former computer geek, medically retired pastor and now full-time writer. Contents guaranteed to offend the politically correct and anal-retentive from time to time. My approach to life is that it should be taken with a large helping of laughter, and sufficient firepower to keep it tamed!
Saturday, April 28, 2012
With opposable thumbs, this cat could rule the world!
I had a friend whose cat learned to open the front door when she wanted to get in and out. Then they started to lock the door, so the cat learned how to jump up and bang the door knocker to let them know she wanted to some in.
Then the cat got kittens, and learned all of them the same trick. It may sound cute until you realize that all cats wanted to come in at different times, so the people inside had to go and open up every time a cat knocked on the door....
Heh, I knew a lady with a cat that could open doors and a three year old son. if mum wasn't watching the two miscreants would be out the back door and playing in the yard.
Our orange tabby, Pa'ani, is both too smart for his own good and dumber than a box of rocks. When our nephews moved in with us several years back, we had no kids, so we left our bedroom door open...and figured we shouldn't do that, now that we had new residents. So we installed your Basic Kitty Door, which was barely big enough for our rather hefty 20-pound oldest cat to get through. Innyhoo, this very basic model was a vinyl flap with a magnetic strip along the bottom of the flap and the door frame, to keep the flap closed. If you wanted to keep 'em out, or keep 'em in, there was a piece of hard plastic that slid into grooves on one side of the kitty door frame, thus blocking entry/egress.
We had someone coming in to work on stuff in our townhome, so we had closed the kitties in. Our younger nephew was off work that day, so he stayed there to let the management company's fix-it guy in. When we got home at the end of the day, Keo informed us that Pa'ani (the little weasel) had escaped three times while we were gone.
He'd figured out that he could grasp the fingerhold of the locking plastic slip in his teeth, tug it up with his mouth far enough for him to get his head through, and then shoulder it up enough to get the rest of him out.
Not smart enough, though, to want to stay in out of the rain. So I have to decide for him that he doesn't get to go outside.
6 comments:
Super Pussy!
I guess I am more cynical. I hope the freezer door doesn't close after the cat gets in.
MechAg94
I had a friend whose cat learned to open the front door when she wanted to get in and out. Then they started to lock the door, so the cat learned how to jump up and bang the door knocker to let them know she wanted to some in.
Then the cat got kittens, and learned all of them the same trick. It may sound cute until you realize that all cats wanted to come in at different times, so the people inside had to go and open up every time a cat knocked on the door....
Padlocks... :-) WITH keys... :-)
Heh, I knew a lady with a cat that could open doors and a three year old son. if mum wasn't watching the two miscreants would be out the back door and playing in the yard.
Our orange tabby, Pa'ani, is both too smart for his own good and dumber than a box of rocks. When our nephews moved in with us several years back, we had no kids, so we left our bedroom door open...and figured we shouldn't do that, now that we had new residents. So we installed your Basic Kitty Door, which was barely big enough for our rather hefty 20-pound oldest cat to get through. Innyhoo, this very basic model was a vinyl flap with a magnetic strip along the bottom of the flap and the door frame, to keep the flap closed. If you wanted to keep 'em out, or keep 'em in, there was a piece of hard plastic that slid into grooves on one side of the kitty door frame, thus blocking entry/egress.
We had someone coming in to work on stuff in our townhome, so we had closed the kitties in. Our younger nephew was off work that day, so he stayed there to let the management company's fix-it guy in. When we got home at the end of the day, Keo informed us that Pa'ani (the little weasel) had escaped three times while we were gone.
He'd figured out that he could grasp the fingerhold of the locking plastic slip in his teeth, tug it up with his mouth far enough for him to get his head through, and then shoulder it up enough to get the rest of him out.
Not smart enough, though, to want to stay in out of the rain. So I have to decide for him that he doesn't get to go outside.
Dingbat.
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