The further adventures of Hellcat Min

[pjthompson]

We had good reason for keeping Min locked up: during the day the roommate's bird flies around the house, so we really couldn't have Min out and about. I personally didn't see any reason she couldn't go walkabout in the evenings, but... not my house. The agreement that allowed me to rescue her was that I would keep her in my section of the house.

So you may remember that I was regaling ya'll with the story of how Min learned to open the bi-fold door to our section of the house and how the roommate and I foiled her with our opposable thumbs and monkey brains: we put latches on the door. Min wasn't happy with this and let us know whenever we'd be talking in the kitchen or eating dinner. Piteous meows would erupt from the door, "Oh I am so very lonesome! So lonesome! I don't think anyone in the world loves me!"

But, you know, the roommate and I believe that it's important to be disciplinarians, to assert dominance over pets and let them know there are clear ground rules which must be obeyed. So that's why after about ten minutes of piteous meowing the roommate agreed to let me open the door and let Min out. Every evening for a week, after the bird's in his cage and covered up for the evening, Min goes walkabout. Of course, now that she's allowed out it isn't nearly as much fun as breaking out, but she's a happier kitty all the way around. And she hasn't attacked the bird even once.

Random quote of the day:

"There is a certain relief in change, even though it be from bad to worse! As I have found in travelling in a stagecoach, that it is often a comfort to shift one's position, and be bruised in a new place."

—Washington Irving, Tales of a Traveller

Comments

[cathemery.livejournal.com]

Cute little Min.

I would still recommend awareness of her whereabouts in regard to the bird, just in case, but you probably think of that, too.

I feel bruised just thinking of a stagecoach ride.

[pjthompson]

Bird's got a huge, wood-frame cage and is thoroughly covered at night, but we still maintain vigilance. If she spends too long out in the covered porch where he sleeps, or if he flutters in his cage (rare) we're out there checking things out.

I feel bruised just thinking of a stagecoach ride.

Ouch, I know.

[kmkibble75.livejournal.com]

I'm glad to hear a disciplined balance has been reached... she really let you put your foot down. ;-)

[pjthompson]

Yes, then she rubbed her little head on the foot and it was all over. She could have anything she wanted. :-)

[geniusofevil.livejournal.com]

so now the question arises; is it better to be the smart monkey with thumbs, or the controller of the smart monkey...with thumbs?

[pjthompson]

In Min's case...it's good to be Queen.

[frigg.livejournal.com]

Yes! Stand firm, put your foot down. Do not give in to cuteness...errr...well, it does seem to work in theory.

[pjthompson]

Yep, that's the thing about theory: works great until confronted with unstoppable adorableness. ;-)