Sunday, December 31, 2006

Torture by Catty

So I stayed up way too late again last night (this has been an ongoing thing), but since it's a long weekend, it was easy enough to do. By the time I laid down I was completely exhausted. Just as I started to doze off, I hear the sound of the closed closet door being lightly banged by one of three kitties trying to get in. This closet door is *always* kept closed, and the cats *never* go in there. So as I lift my head, kitty darts away. I start to doze off again, and I hear the same thing. Again, just barely lift my head, and kitty is gone. Just as I start to doze off again, the same thing. So this time instead of even lifting my head, I just opened one eye to see which catty it was. Somehow she knew I was looking at her, so she bolts. I start to doze off again, but now it's getting harder to do, and she's back. This went on literally every 5 minutes for about a half hour. By then, I'm in that odd state of very awake but desperately sleepy, and I can't take it anymore. This is what professional torturers do to their subjects. Thinking about why my cat could possibly have any interest whatsoever in getting in there, I remembered that a few months back I bought a replacement cardboard scratcher - it's in shrink wrap but has catnip. How she could smell it from outside the door and why it took months is completely beyond me. Just out of curiosity, I finally got up, opened the damn door and let her stroll in to see what her issue was. Sure enough, straight to the scratcher with catnip. So I went and opened a different bag of catnip that I happened to have, sprinkled it in the living room for her and watched as the other two kitties joined from wherever they had been and finally got repositioned in bed (for some reason after you've woken up and rolled over that many times it's hard to get re-comfortable) and finally dozed off to the sound of them batting toys around the living room.

1 comment:

  1. I cannot even tell you how much I identify. I love the "all of the sudden in the middle of the night I want to sleep on your face" syndrome my cat seems to be afflicted with. Maggie, thanks for sharing your blog... now... blog on....


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