Dramatic title, I know, but lately it has been well warranted around our house. The cats make guest appearances regularly here on “Life with Arie”, though I do usually blog about Arie. Lately, however, Briseis, one of the brother-and-sister duo, has apparently been craving attention. She shows this by trying to get herself killed.
I know what you’re thinking. The cat couldn’t possibly have a death wish! If you’ve seen my previous posts about the cats, you know that they’re the typical run of the mill cats. They each have an amazing personality and are loads of fun, but love typical cat things, like jumping into any empty box that’s hanging around, sleeping in the sun, and meowing when they can see the bottom of their food dish (even when there is still food present). While a typically laid back, albeit vocal cat, Briseis has lately taken a turn from complacent house cat to a feline Evil Knievel.
Exhibit A: Cat vs. Dryer
Briseis has decided that any extra-warm place in the house is a GREAT place to curl up. Including the dryer, as displayed above. I check the dryer every. single. time. I do laundry now, afraid that, among the towels and jeans, a kitty cat may go unnoticed and be well on her way to an unpleasant tumble.
Besides the dryer, kitty has also tried to:
b) curl up in a cooling oven. YES, the oven. You read that correctly.
c) take a nap under an open recliner, which could easy be shut by an unsuspecting visitor, and
d) Tried to curl up on top of the curtains. While this may be a fine decision for some cats, mine are extremely clumsy, just like me.
Basically, the cat has a death wish, giving me a constant reminder that my daredevil of a feline may be lurking somewhere dangerous, and I should always keep a look out. If you own cats, I’m certain you’re already aware of this and keep an eye out for yours as well. I’ve taken to leaving blankets readily around on more surfaces in the house for her to curl up in, and have changed the thermostat from 68 degrees to 70 to accommodate a warmth-seeking kitty. I also check the dryer, oven, etc. each time I use them to be sure that Briseis is well out of the way, and that Jasper hasn’t picked up on her bad habits.
What odd places have you found your pets in? What about odd habits? Share some odd-animal-behavior-solidarity in the comments section.