I’ll apologize right off the bat to those who love cats. I do love Boots and I think I love Cat. Both of those cats showed up here. I didn’t go looking for a cat. For the life of me, I cannot figure out why anyone puts up with a cat – me or you!
Boots is the sweetest kitty . . when he feels like being sweet. Otherwise . . stay out of his path. Maybe he’s a Sicilian cat! 🙂
One day a friend was over and we were petting Boots and all of sudden, he went nuts. He was biting . . not really being mean or trying to attack but we had been in his space long enough and he was ready for us to leave. I told my friend “Call animal control because our animal is out of control!”.
Today I was trying to move some jars from one closet to another. He is not supposed to be in those closets so where does he want to be? In the closet! He ran in when I was walking in the door, went straight to the top of the shelves.
I knew I couldn’t get him so I just left him and went about my business. Then, every time I went in there, he’d come almost close enough for me to grab him . . like he was saying “catch me if you can”.
Dogs are so much easier to deal with than cats. No pets would be even easier but I’ll always have some kind of a pet.