This morning I got up and went into the kitchen. First thing I noticed was that the door to my convection toaster oven was open.
So it appears that Miss Ivy took it upon herself last night to go exploring in my kitchen. How she got that door open I don’t know. I kind of wondered if I’d left it open, but that was doubtful.
Then, upon closer examination, I saw white cat hairs on the inside of the door. Did she crawl inside?
What was that cat thinking?
She does the craziest things. But she rarely messes around in my kitchen, which I consider off limits to her shenanigans.
I got another chair. I know, call me crazy.
With this Covid virus, when someone comes over I don’t feel comfortable with them sitting on the couch. Because that puts them too close to my chair.
So I finally found a chair that appears (hopefully) Ivy proof. It is wood and a thick nubby fabric. Much like my desk chair.
Now when someone comes over they can sit across from me.
As you can clearly see Ivy thinks of it as her chair. Just like with the others.
Then she decided to cuddle with Charlie. She knows he isn’t fond of cuddling with her, but she gets up in his face anyway.
It looks like she’s whispering in his ear.
She’s taking a chance because Charlie will eventually snap at her for getting in his space when he wakes up.
But this time he didn’t. And she clearly woke him up and startled him.
This was his response.
Oh that cat. What will she do next? Just when I think I’ve got her figured out, she lets me know that that will never happen.