Thursday, July 26, 2007

A Cat Update

I realize there are those who wonder why I keep posting anything about my cats and their cat door, but there are also those who are following it with a smirk on their faces. The bottom line here is it's my blog, and if I want to talk about training cats to use a cat door, I will. Kind of like the cats attitude about the cat door, if they feel like using it, they will. There was some concern about what kind of critters (who don't belong in the house) might decide to use the cat door as a means to gain entry to the house. To my knowledge that hasn't been a problem at all, and my cats aren't very accomodating of furry critters smaller than they are. Alex has many scars and war wounds to prove that fact.

For a while we were sure that Alex was using the cat door to go out, he's the one with white on him and the stub tail, but we didn't know if Charlie was using it to go out or not. Charlie seemed to understand the concept when he wanted to come in to the house, but going out seemed to be another story. To my knowledge, Alex has not continued to use Sarah's shower for his own personal bathroom, it was just those two times. Which leads me to believe he really wasn't happy with her for some reason. You have to admit, that was an effective way to get that message across - not that I'm advocating you do it. So since I wasn't sure Charlie was really using the door to go out, but I knew Alex understood the concept, I decided to have a chat with Alex about it and ask him to please have a talk with Charlie and show him how it was done. I find the best way to have these talks is to give Alex a big bowl of tuna soaked in Scotch. I have a glass too since Alex doesn't like to eat and drink alone. Alex will sit there twitching that stump tail of his looking off into space with a vacant gaze, so you're never really sure if he's listening, paying attention or just humoring you for the tuna and Scotch. That's why I was so thrilled when I saw this whole episode unfold the other day. I saw Alex motioning for Charlie to follow him. Alex went through the door first, and I saw him look back giving Charlie a look.

You can imagine my excitement when I saw Charlie actually follow Alex through the door without being pushed this time. So I thought that was the end of it, both cats had successfully used the cat door to come in and go out, they knew that they were supposed to do their business outside, and everything should be good. What I didn't count on was Alex meowing at my door at 1 am this morning once again. He was saying something about us needing to have another talk, and that I should bring the tuna and Scotch. If it's not one thing, it's another!

(And just in case anyone from the SPCA is reading this, I'm just kidding about giving Alex Scotch with his tuna. I would never waste perfectly good.......tuna. And no I didn't have any Scotch myself when I wrote this, I thought I'd say it before Angelo did.)


Anonymous said...

oh the life you lead is one of extravegance...nor is there a dull moment! that's the way to do it my friend, keep on with it...and think of me when you're drinking the scotch! Miss you incredibly and terribly and more then you will ever know or fathom....(big words for a small brain!)
Take Care ;),

KelliOnSaipan said...

Too funny! And all this time I just thought Alex fell on his head (blank stare). And I thought he was begging for cat chow in the mornings. Hmm.