It’s my wife’s fault
I like cats ok… we had cats growing up. But I really didn’t want to get cats for our apartment. Never the less we have two cats - this was a longer process whereby a few died in the meantime; different illnesses.
One day my wife decided the shelf in the window shouldn’t be off limits to the cats anymore. I had been fighting with them for some time trying to keep them off the shelf and out of my plants. Suddenly I’m looking at the shelf with plants moved “just so” where the cats can sit looking out the window. I really didn’t think they should be in the window with the plants, but I was kind of overruled. Besides the cats need roughage, at least that’s what the chew marks on the plants seem to indicate. They also seem to need to stare out the window at whatever might be happening outside. Of course they sometimes need to stick their heads through the blinds to do this. Scratching at the screen seems to be required now too as they have been caught doing that as well.
In just the past week though, their behavior has gotten worse. I came home from work during the day to see the screen hanging out the second story window. I can only imagine that one of these precious pets decided to scratch at the screen, or even tried to see something else outside, and the screen fell out breaking the tabs near the bottom so the frame is worthless but somehow it managed to stay in the window hanging by the bottom rail. And I can just envision the poor cat hanging there, climbing back in afraid for all its nine lives. This hasn’t stopped them hanging out in the window though. Last night they were wrestling (if you have cats you know what I mean) on the shelf, knocking a full potted plant (don’t for one second imagine this was the first such plant mishap) right onto the floor.
Now my wife has decided to start making this off limits again to the cats by spraying them with water when they get up there.
It’s all her fault and she knows it.
