The Max cat has never seen a door that he doesn't want to open nor a shelf he doesn't want to occupy (nor a keyboard that wouldn't be improved with a proper coat of cat hair.)
This time, this morning, I was lucky -- the little Sony, now my back-up camera, was handy. I caught my DC (Dear Cat) as he was cramming his body into this small, jam packed shelf in my office.
After a couple of cartridges and a can of fixative were pushed off the shelf, there was apparently room for DC to ensconce himself. He purred.
Like all cat critters, he got bored fast. Time to get down?
Yep -- he made it without a problem...
...ensconcing himself once again in his standard nest between computers and backed up by the fax machine, which he regularly knocks off the desk. The FedEx envelope is not a blanket -- it is a barrier between Max and the keyboard as his pillow.
In the meantime, my little gift siamese from over 25 years ago looks on all this excitement without a change in expression! Thanks, Judy.
The Max cat has never seen a door that he doesn't want to open nor a shelf he doesn't want to occupy (nor a keyboard that wouldn't be improved with a proper coat of cat hair.)
This time, this morning, I was lucky -- the little Sony, now my back-up camera, was handy. I caught my DC (Dear Cat) as he was cramming his body into this small, jam packed shelf in my office.
After a couple of cartridges and a can of fixative were pushed off the shelf, there was apparently room for DC to ensconce himself. He purred.
Like all cat critters, he got bored fast. Time to get down?
Yep -- he made it without a problem...
...ensconcing himself once again in his standard nest between computers and backed up by the fax machine, which he regularly knocks off the desk. The FedEx envelope is not a blanket -- it is a barrier between Max and the keyboard as his pillow.
In the meantime, my little gift siamese from over 25 years ago looks on all this excitement without a change in expression! Thanks, Judy.
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