So I’ve got a cat... in fact I have three but this story is about one of them in particular. She like most cats likes to sleep on fresh laundry and places other then the cat bed. Places like my old duffel bag full of miscellaneous riding gear. It’s a big bag. And I’m lazy so I rarely do it up all the way anyway. Since it usually sits on top of my bookshelf it’s would be safe to assume it’s out of cat reach.
Apparently not.
At some point she crawled in there and went for a nap. Which would be fine if she didn’t sleep like the dead. You can pick her up when she’s sleeping and she doesn’t even notice. So I grabbed my bag and headed to my first job at the grocery store, storing it in the cash office because it’s too big for the upstairs lockers and I don’t leave my really expensive gear in my car where the locks haven’t worked in years.
So all goes fine until you hear a “wtf?” from the cash office. Guess who woke up from her nap and decided to explore her surroundings?
At least she’s well behaved and too lazy (she’s an old lazy by now) to do more then lay there, with paws daintily crossed one over the other like she’s damn royalty or something.
I was floating so I checked in to see what the hell was happening only to see my way to proud of herself cat preening at the attention she was getting.
I didn’t get in trouble since she never left the cash office or made a... mess anywhere. We left her there for the duration of my shift and she got bathroom breaks on everyone’s break. (Something I’m sure was just an excuse for cuddles). She’s well trained and will actually heel like a dog (and sit, beg, rollover, fetch (though wether she will bring things all the way back is another matter) and her favourite, lay there and be petted). Needless to say she has a fan club now (which is disturbing in its own right) but far preferable to losing my job so....
Needless to say I shall check all bags and dark corners for spare cats before leaving the house from now on.
Though I’m sure the cat burglar/catnapped incident will never be forgotten
Apparently not.
At some point she crawled in there and went for a nap. Which would be fine if she didn’t sleep like the dead. You can pick her up when she’s sleeping and she doesn’t even notice. So I grabbed my bag and headed to my first job at the grocery store, storing it in the cash office because it’s too big for the upstairs lockers and I don’t leave my really expensive gear in my car where the locks haven’t worked in years.
So all goes fine until you hear a “wtf?” from the cash office. Guess who woke up from her nap and decided to explore her surroundings?
At least she’s well behaved and too lazy (she’s an old lazy by now) to do more then lay there, with paws daintily crossed one over the other like she’s damn royalty or something.
I was floating so I checked in to see what the hell was happening only to see my way to proud of herself cat preening at the attention she was getting.
I didn’t get in trouble since she never left the cash office or made a... mess anywhere. We left her there for the duration of my shift and she got bathroom breaks on everyone’s break. (Something I’m sure was just an excuse for cuddles). She’s well trained and will actually heel like a dog (and sit, beg, rollover, fetch (though wether she will bring things all the way back is another matter) and her favourite, lay there and be petted). Needless to say she has a fan club now (which is disturbing in its own right) but far preferable to losing my job so....
Needless to say I shall check all bags and dark corners for spare cats before leaving the house from now on.
Though I’m sure the cat burglar/catnapped incident will never be forgotten
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