Sue's Blog - Some assembly required.

This job's too hard.

Been a bit of a dull week.
My dodgy ear has been playing up and I had a poxy angina attack on Wednesday. They were probably the most exciting things that happened.
After Philip (Phil The DIY Guy, as he is now known) successfully installed the cat flap on the basement door, it should have been all systems go for kitties flapping in and out willy nilly.
It wasn't.
We taped the thing up for a week so they got the idea of going through the hole.
We thought once they became accustomed to going through it then gently pushing the flap open would not be a problem.
We thought wrong.
We didn't think about Big, Thickie, Bubba, Woosie, Thickie, Pussy, who wouldn't be able to tell a willy from a nilly if it smacked his bum and called him cupcake.
The girls figured it out in minutes.
But Bubba........sigh.
We waited to see if he could work out what to do.......the result of that being he sat there banging on it with his paws. The bloody flap was swinging like Tarzan on a jungle creeper but would Bubba go through - would he buggery.
He just bashed it again and got more and more frustrated every time it came back at him.
So, it was time for a bit of gentle persuasion.

We were like the line from the song "Delaney's Donkey"

"There was Philip pushing it, shoving it, shooshing it."

We pushed him through a few times but he still can't do it. I even opened a can of tuna on one side of the door whilst he was looking through from the other.
He went nutso on the flap......banging away doing a drum solo, but he couldn't figure out how to come through.
Poxy thing is taped up again. We will try another day.

Autumn is here.
What does it mean? Windy weather, leaves changing hue, cooler temperatures, Halloween costumes in the shops, houses festooned with decorations, pumpkins, mists of mellow fruitfulness and the bloody squirrels pinching all the bird seed out of the feeder.
I had changed the feeder onto another pole as the squirrels could climb the other one.
Then, as I watched this one, he climbed the first pole and jumped across to the feeder which swung around like Bubba's flap scattering seed all over the place.
Oh well, at least it keeps the cats amused.

Just added this last picture of our little snow leopard. I still love those feet.
I worked out what they reminded me of the other day.......Monster Munch !
I told Philip who then got all gloomy because it made him really fancy a bag of Monster Munch.
No such luxuries over here......poor chap.

posted by Sue Banks @ 8:40 AM