Just when you think you've made progress with domesticating your cat it seems that the tables have been turned. We've had to work with Powder Puff to stop her sharpening her claws on our nice wicker laundry basket. Its been nice to see a pretty good reduction in the times she does this. But this morning it dawned on me that all we've really done is give her another tool in the game of dominating the Hines household.
After a week or so of vacation from his alarm clock duties (I think someone showed him my note about this and he changed to show me that he wasnt so predictable) Marley has come back with a vengance. Yesterdays coup de gras was a leap directly onto my full bladder which really got my full attention even though I was pretty drowsy. Todays tactics were quite different - much less impact but repeated, I mean REPEATED runs across my body. This was a gentler way of waking up but just as annoying. Regardless, it wasnt having enough of an effect. Suddenly, there was Powder Puff, sharpening her claws again, and it had the desired effect. I told her to stop and got up to be sure.
As Im padding my way to the kitchen to start the day with my number one priority (feeding the cats) I realized that I had been suckered. Powder Puff saw that Marleys alarm clock method didnt have effect and took the matter into her own paws.
This just points out to me that much of our control of our lives is just an illusion. When you realize that your own cats are effectively gaming you, you see that you arent as independant as you thought.
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