Our culprit is named "Blue" (for obvious reasons). She was a stray that kept coming to our backdoor until one very cold morning I felt sorry for her and let her in. She does the same thing. I can't tell you how many times I've opened the master bath's walk-in closet only to have her come running out! She follows me in and proceeds to hide under the hanging cloths, then I end up closing her in.So named as he would be in one room, you could go to another and somehow without being seen to pass you, he would be in that one too.
Lysa is not so much a magician as an analyst. She's got my routine down so well that when I open the fridge in the morning coffee ritual she gets up and goes to her backpack in the living room. Next to where I get on the computer. That's just one example.The guy in the box on the left of this post was named Merlyn. So named as he would be in one room, you could go to another and somehow without being seen to pass you, he would be in that one too.
The advantage of having indoor cats. Ours is constantly leaving 'presents' - Beenie Babies - she brings them up to the bedroom all night and down to the living room all day. the only slight problem is she then crys like a baby till we notice and tell her what a good kittie she is.We have a cat that’s a real mouser. The only thing worse than finding a mouse she’s killed in the hallway is finding just the head of the mouse she killed. Yuck! Ick!
typically the same three or four - this just the one cat. The other cat only occasionally does it and always with the same stuffie.JP, how many a day are you talking about?
It's way deeper than that. It goes to Sunny's standing in the family.Jealous and mad that I let another cat use his dish. Quite a character.