I was looking through the archives and found this picture of Chris from a couple of days after we adopted him. He was still a kitten then at about six months old. In the picture, you can see Abbey, who was always good to Chris even though Chris annoyed her.
Friday morning , as I was setting up our new printer, Chris claimed the printer box as his own. Floki the kitten was not happy about it and made a point of poking Chris through one of the handle holes.
I’m sure some of you have seen this kind of behavior before.
Hey Chris! Check out the new cat box.
Look, there’s pillows too.
This is awesome!
Frankie, what about this weird thing.
Oh, that’s just Dad’s computer Floki. They can’t send empty boxes for some reason so they put worthless stuff in them to add weight.
Thanks for keeping the box warm for me, Frankie.
I love these pillows.
Dad! You can’t take my cool pillows and give me this lame pillow. Did you think I wouldn’t notice?
Frankie! Dad thinks I’m a baby and took my plastic pillows, like I’m gonna suffocate or something. Isn’t that crazy…? Are you up there Frankie? Frankie…?
The original Fort Box was a hit with the cats but, if I remember right, Chris broke it by lying on top of it. It just wasn’t designed for his weight. I decided to make a new Fort Box that was bigger and better than the last one.
I started with two boxes and I taped the top of one and the bottom of the other very well. I then put one on top of the other and secured them together.
I opened the top and cut an opening between the two boxes. I then cut an opening in the bottom box and another in the top box, along with several peep holes. While I was cutting the holes, Frankie and Chris were already inside the boxes investigating. I had to be very careful so I wouldn’t cut one of them.
They both took to it right away.
At first they didn’t realize there was a second floor so they waited for a chance to switch places.
Sometimes the wait was not so patient.
Finally, Frankie found the top floor.
Puck was not interested at first but the next day, while I was sweeping up cat litter, I moved the box, thinking it was empty, and Puck came out. It has been a few days now and I find they are all still interested in the box from time to time. They must see it as a private getaway.
If I were to make another, I think I would attach them side by side because they don’t seem to use the inside entrance to the second floor. I also think I made the peep holes too high. Next time I will put them a few inches lower. I wonder if Donald Trump started this way?
Recently I gave the cats a nice box that they liked to play in and then I took it away because we had to ship something and it was just the right size. I felt bad about it so when I came across another box at work I grabbed it.
I decided to make this one better than the last so I taped the top closed and cut two openings; one on the front and one on the side. I then cut a few peep holes in it so the box could feel like a little fort with spy holes to watch the “enemy.”
I named it “Fort Box” and the cats took to it right away, especially Colonel Chris who took over command of the fort.
Yesterday’s Post was about cats and boxes. It seems, not unexpectedly, that everyone who has a cat has a lover of boxes. I am sure all the cat bloggers out there reading this have at least one blog post with one or more cats enjoying a new box. I would like to ask that you share your best “box” post by commenting and adding a link (don’t forget “http”) so everyone can enjoy a bit of cuteness today.
Everyone who is owned by a cat knows what happens when you bring a new box into the house. It is like Kitty Christmas. The first thing they have to do is get inside like a child with a new playhouse. But why are cats so fascinated by a simple empty box? I suppose there are a number of things at “play” here.
I think the main reason is that cats love to play. The reason that they have an instinct for play is probably because it helps them practice for survival. Attacking their housemates, assuming it is not for reasons of dominance or territory, is practice for the hunt. Playing in a box is just an extension of that.
A box offers something a wild cat is looking for: stealth. Nevermind that they are not wild cats, they don’t know that. From inside a box a cat can see but not be seen. It is a great place to lie in wait until their prey is close and then pounce. It also offers a bit of protection from other “wild” household pets that might want to attack them.
Finally, cats are great nappers. Curling up inside a box could feel very cozy for that afternoon nap and offer protection as well.
If anyone can shed more light on why cats love boxes, or if you just want to comment, I’d love to hear from you.
We purchased a somewhat unconventional Christmas tree the other day. It is a trio of palm trees that seemed perfect for a Florida Christmas. Yes, I used the word Christmas instead of Holiday, so sue me. I just looked out the window and the sky is not falling and, as far as I can tell, the apocalypse has not begun so I may just use it again.
When we started to put up our Christmas… tree (whew, the world is still here) Chris and Puck took a strong interest in the box and the tree.
I was a little worried about Chris chewing on the power cords but it seems the novelty has worn off. Now all that is left is the decorating.