I've got a new feline friend in the house. Edgar moved in to my home and heart a mere five days after Scout, my 15 year-old cat, died. I miss my old friend and his more mature behavior. While new cat is friendly and a pretty easy-going companion I do find there are some habits that need some redirecting. So far I've been successful, for the most part, in keeping young Edgar from treating my body as a tree to be climbed. For a while I never knew when I would suddenly feel those sharp kitten claws digging in my back as my curious friend climbed onto my shoulders for a better look-see. Thankfully that behavior came to a halt quickly- right after a trip to the vet to have those tiny little claws trimmed.
Yes, Edgar is very curious.
If I'm preparing anything in the kitchen he is right by my side, jumping
onto the counters for a closer look at what's happening. Breaking this
habit has been difficult. I've tried the more gentle approach of placing
him calmly on the floor with a stern "no!" Unfortunately he
would jump back onto the counter as soon as I let him go.
I stepped up my game by
experimenting with the coins in a can approach. Again, this didn't do
much. The only reaction I got was the feline stare which I can only
assume translates into something like..."what?"
Last night my wonderful new cat
pretty much jumped into the fire when his leap toward the counter landed him
right into a warm skillet full of asparagus and olive oil causing quite the
uproar in the kitchen.
Tonight young Edgar experienced
the shock and surprise of a spray of water. So far, I may be winning this
Don't worry, the little guy is
fine. He's off the counter and curled up in the crook of my elbow as I
try to get these very words on the page.
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