That darn cat
Fat neighbour cat has prised up a corner of the blocked off catflap and made it into the kitchen of LiC manor where I'm sure he felt immensely pleased to have access to the ChainsCat's food.

Until I came charging down the stairs and he discovered that his oh-so-clever method of ingress is not in fact a method of egress.

Now we have an ironic face-off. I want him out of my kitchen and he REALLY wants out of my kitchen but he's between me and the back door.

I try and reach past him and he takes the opportunity to FLEE to SAFETY in the LIVING ROOM which is one big dead end OH SHIT

So now he doubles back into the kitchen as I see a simple solution and open the front door.

He hisses. I hiss.

I fill up one of those sports bottles with the nozzles from the tap.

He legs it for the front door and out. I shut the front door and go and put back the backdoor cover.

HOPEFULLY that should put him off levering up a corner again.

Somehow I doubt it. He's a cat.
( The Light in Chains don't touch the Pope's boner, Fri 20 Mar 2009, 22:45, Reply)