Monkey brains versus kitty brains

[pjthompson]

So, Hellcat Min has continued her quest to pop the bifold door open and go walkabout in the bigger part of the house. She mostly tries this stunt when her mom and the roommate are in the dining room having dinner or cleaning up the dishes in the kitchen. Any hint of chat going on when she's not present and she wants to be part of the party. She makes no attempt at a prison break during the day when I'm at work, but just in case we've been blocking the door anyway because the bird is out during the day.

I braced the door on my side with a shopping bag full of books, and on the other side with a Gaylord box filled with magazines and that did the trick, but it was a bit cumbersome moving them back and forth, so yesterday the roommate and I agreed to attach a simple latch on both sides of the door. She can still stand up on the fold and pop the door, but it isn't going anywhere.

She's been foiled, foiled I say!

She wasn't pleased. She gave me such a look.

So I said to her, "Neener neener neener! That's because we're tool users and have monkey brains and we figured it out and you've got a kitty brain and no opposable thumbs so you're screwed. Nyaaah."

She stuck her nose in the air, flipped her tail a few times and eyed the latch speculatively for several long moments. I thought I heard her mumble, "Laugh while you can, monkey girl."

Comments

[geniusofevil.livejournal.com]

it's all in the opposable thumbs, baby

[pjthompson]

You got it. Thumbs rule!

[mrngglry98.livejournal.com]

Those wiley felines! I had to attach a latch to a previously unlatched door because of one of my cats as well. This cat, who's not even the smartest of the bunch, had found a way to get it open so that she could wander out on the porch (the god knows why--it's freakin' cold out there). One of the other cats (the smarter one) also found a way to open the door into the basement, where they all go on a joyful expedition to make themselves as dirty as possible. We have yet to find a way to officially foil them out of doing this.

Ah, cats. They're endless entertainment.

[pjthompson]

They certainly are. And not content to lay around a be bored like dogs are. They've always got to be up to something.

Beware!

[thursdayhaiku.livejournal.com]

Look out, at my house the kitties always get the last word, er, meow.

[pjthompson]

Pretty much at my house, too. I'm on my guard.