Lucy-Fur has been grounded for the weekend. She will not be allowed to sit… errr… what the heck do cats do all day besides sit? She’s grounded for something. Despite me trying to teach her not to sit on the furniture… loading up the couch with magazines so she can’t get comfortable anywhere, she still does it when I’m not looking. Blasted kitty cat anyway! Last Saturday I walked into the basement to this:
As you can see… I totally cussed her out in my cheesy talk-to-a-cat-like-it’s-a-care-bear voice. So, Sunday morning I was expecting different… instead, I found this…
You little piker! It’s like telling a brick wall to do a jig. Also, I think she thinks if she buries her head deep into the couch, we won’t be able to see her. Between burying her head in the couch and burying her head in armpits, this cat is going to suffocate to death one day. Mark my words, Marvin!
Question of the Day: Any tips for keeping pets off the furniture?
Have a fabulous weekend, friends!