Hey Pet Parents & Pet Lovers,
Over the past few months, Kalista has been changing a lot.
Not only has she been becoming closer and closer to us, but it also seems like her favourite spots to sleep have been changing.
You may not know or remember when we first brought Kalista home she would spend most nights sleeping on top of our bookshelf in her carrier. I can still remember the worry she put us through since we would always forget to check up there and thought she somehow escaped or that we may have locked her in our office or something.
Kalista seems to be a “regular cat” who likes to sleep in tight spaces like our Chinchilla’s log hut, her cat cave, the cat tree and more recently she’s found a way to break into our laundry room to start sleeping in laundry baskets.
Since we moved into our new apartment we haven’t had the time to do everything we want to do. One of the most pressing tasks is changing all of the doorknobs in our home since they are those cheap plastic ones that sometimes won’t turn, leaving you locked out or in a room.
As you can assume, this can be troubling especially if one of the cats gets locked in a room (or even one of us).
I’m also not sure if I’ve ever mentioned that in the first week we moved here my closet got locked and we had to take a hammer to the door to remove the knob since it refused to open after a good hour of trying to get it open (I kid you not, we wanted to try so hard to salvage the doorknob).
We’ve purchased some new doorknobs since, however, because of the way the new doorknobs work we have to shave down the actual door which has proven to be a bit more difficult for this unhandy-handyman and has caused me to instead put tape on all of the latch bolts ignoring the actual problem.
That being said, our laundry room (one of the rooms that gives us the most problem with locking and getting stuck) has been left ajar for the past 6 months with a full can of paint in front of it.
Well, it seems like as Kalista has been growing she’s become strong enough to push that paint can from the door and sneak into the laundry room.
It’s a bit concerning for me how curious Kalista is since I’m so worried that she’s going to find herself in trouble one day.
We’ve successfully gotten Kalista to stop running into the hallway. As cute as it is, I don’t want her to run outside on a night where we’re too tired to notice her dart outside and while I trust we’d notice her missing shortly after… I don’t want to risk it at all!
That being said, the laundry room break-ins aren’t the first “sneaky” thing she’s done as she’s broken into sliding doors, closets, bags, and other smaller spaces just because she enjoys it.
I don’t fully want to stop Kalista from being curious, because… who could ever do that to their cat… but I do want to make sure that rooms are fully safeguarded from her.
I definitely don’t want her hiding behind the laundry machines or getting stuck somewhere where I can’t reach her… so the doorknobs because a very pressing matter to deal with this weekend.
I guess it’s a job for me to start at Basically Average and I need to quit being so lazy about “home renos.” It’s time to get back in action! If not for me, for my sweet kitten who may find herself in some trouble!
So friends, I’m wondering… do your cats get into places they aren’t supposed to be? What’s the craziest thing they’ve done and where were they?
I once was out searching frantically for my cat, at 11 p.m., in the freezing cold and snow, dressed in pajamas and slippers, for 2 hours. I found her-curled up in a frying pan in a kitchen cupboard. She was sleeping there all day. I was so mad, not just at her ignoring my calling, but I had to scrub a fuzzy cast iron pan. Cats will do these things.
My gosh, cats can sometimes be the worst! (Of course, I say that very, very lightly.) I remember one time my parents lost Walker for about an hour, but he was just sleeping underneath the bedsheets. Cats… what can you do?
you should call maintenance or the superintendent of the complex and
make them change all the knobs …..seriously !!
back in his day at my parents old house; boomer was on the support beam in the basement that held up the basement ceiling///kitchen floor.
HOW he got there remains a mystery, because unless he leapt from the stairwell { which SEEMED 99.9 % impossible, because of a retaining type wall where he would have had to have jumped from } how he got there, no one knows !! ♥♥
Oh my gosh, that sounds terrifying! I know back when I lived at my parent’s house we were absolutely terrified that Walker would get into some sort of nook or cranny, particularly underneath the stairs. We always kept the basement closed to make sure he never found a way to slide open the laundry room door (which had access to under the stairs)