As previously noted, Whitey likes to burrow under blankets. Usually this is cute. It's not so cute when you're half awake, move your feet away from a warm kitten lump, and feel needle-like claws raking your ankle as he pounces. Owww!
Pouncing is against the rules, of course, but Whitey has a history of considering rules as merely guidelines. This morning I heard a sad and lonely meow coming from downstairs. "Won't someone please play with me?" I went down to investigate and found Whitey sitting on the dining room table, which is also against the rules. I think he was actually saying, "Won't someone help me climb on the chandelier?"
Meanwhile, the "breakfast at 8:00" rule is strictly enforced.
They keep meaning to talk to you about breakfast at 8. They want it moved up and extended.
ReplyDeleteThat answers my question, which was who enforces it--the cats or the servants?
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