Thursday, 17 October 2013
Revenge of the cat
You might look at this picture, and think that there's a cute little cat staring at an egg-shaped plastic Anry Birds stamp. And you would be partly right. That is a quite cute picture. But looks can deceive you sometimes. What you see here, is a cat with the means for a revenge. I will tell you a true story.
Last Sunday, the lady of the house made a mistake and left the house for a WHOLE day, leaving me alone with the rest of the staff (all entertainers as I have told you). I managed through the day somehow, but decided that the lady had to be taught a lesson. I wouldn't tolerate this kind of abandonment just like that! When the lady of the house came back home late in the evening, I had a plan ready.
The staff went to bed just like every night. Usually I retire to bed too at the same time, but now I had something else on my mind. As soon as I heard the lady climbing into bed and making herself comfortable, I executed my plan. I was upstairs where the smallest of the staff sleep, and I had found this plastig egg-shaped Angry Birds stamp. I noticed it behaved like a ball, and I started rolling it around the laminate floor. You can guess it makes quite a noice in otherwise silent house. The lady of the house listened the annoying noice a while before she came upstairs to try and stop my fun. As soon as she arrived upstairs, I was just lying on the floor, purring and looking sweet. She hadn't even her glasses on (she's blind as a bat without her glasses), so obviously she didn't find my toy. She picked some other toy she thought the noice was coming from (I can tell you there were many options to choose from, there were more toys on the floor than on the cabinets), and put it away. I was smiling with my eyes, as she returned downstairs. Again I heard her climbing into bed, and again I started rolling the Angry Birds stamp on the floor upstairs. VICTORY!! She listened the ruckus for a while again, before deciding she won't be able to get any sleep before my means for the revenge was removed from me. Upstairs she came again, determined to find the right source of the noise. Again, I switched to my sweetest behaviour, purring and curling on the floor in front of her. Finally, she found the stamp and put it away. I considered she had passed her lesson and I let her go to bed in peace after that.
Never underestimate the power of a cat with a revenge...
By the way, if you would like to read how I improved the laundry process in our house, you can read the story here.