We have been living with cats for many years and on a few occasions we have come home from work to find one of our cats shut in a closet or some other small place. Once Abbey was stuck in the armor squeezed in next to the television. Fortunately I discovered her just before walking out the door.
Because of these traumatic events, I have developed a habit of doing a “cat count” before leaving for work. We now have three cats so it is quick and easy but we did have six cats a few years ago.
Yesterday morning I did my usual cat count and then we went to work. When we got home I followed my standard routine. I fed them (first, of course), swept the litter, cleaned the litter box and took a shower. I then folded the clothes that were in the dryer while Rose showered and then we ate dinner, watched a little television and went to bed. Aren’t you jealous of our exotic lifestyle?
The next morning I fed the cats (first, of course) but Frankie wasn’t there to eat. That was unusual because he and Puck are always there before me. After a search of the house we found him shut in the laundry room.
I felt so bad that I not only missed him going into the laundry room, I was awake for two hours before going to bed and did not realize he was missing. From now on I will have to do a cat count before going to bed as well.
You could move to the Hotel Thompson. There’s only need to make sure this little oinker is safely tucked away at bedtime. These two purr things here take care of themselves…. or they think they do – snorts. XOXO – Bacon
🙂 Cats may think they can take care of themselves but they need to be watched like little two-year old human children or the will find themselves in some kind of trouble.
snorts – the same could be said about this little oinker – snorts. I jest with you. We have a count off here as well. XOXO – Bacon
that happens here too…… mom left Mo in the bedroom one day – all day. she knew he was in there and was going to kick him out before leaving for work since he didn’t leave in the morning with everyone else (the bedroom door is shut during the day). half way to work she realized she forgot to let him out…. oops 🙂 (he was fine and so was the bedroom thankfully)
At least the bedroom is not such a bad place to be stuck in. Unless, of course, you have to use the bathroom.
You’re so right! Once I got locked in the closet and I had to go to the bathroom. I used the laundry basket. The mom said that was pretty smart of me…though she felt really bad that I got locked in.
This is smart. When you have to go you have to use what you got.
Reblogged this on Bad Cat Chris and commented:
I still do a cat count before leaving for work but not always before going to bed. I will have to follow my own advice.
Dusty, who is both adventurous and scaredy, got shut in the basement Monday. Plenty of room – even an old litter box – but no food or water. Luckily he found his way upstairs whenI realized he was down there and left the door open. Then I had to count to make sure all 7 were upstairs before I shut the door again !
With 7 it’s easy to lose one. 🙂
It’s easier when there are fewer cats. But sometimes one still turns up missing. Then you have to look everywhere, and sometimes she’ll turn up where you wouldn’t think a cat could get to. The first time I was alone with Midge and Kitty, Midge went behind the shower curtain, and I spent the next half hour looking for her.
They are always finding new hiding places.
I even count cats when I get up to go to the bathroom at night, I am odd.
I can understand that. 🙂
It’s tricky to count cats all the time. Mom only has me to keep track of. I make it pretty easy because I follow her around and stare at her every minute I can.
Love and licks,
Sounds like you are doing a human count. 😀
We call it “counting tails,” especially now when little baby Pyshka squeezes into unimaginable places, like under the piano. Luckily, Uncle Barmalei sounds alarms by sitting next to those places and loudly meowing.
I like that term. It’s better than a head count.
Thank you! 🙂