I had these grand plans – I would sit in the comfy chair reading or studying and they would come and cuddle up with me. Ahhh…. wonderful vision. So over a month ago I moved that favorite kitty chair from upstairs to downstairs into my study.
The chair was now a monster not to be trusted.
No mater how I coaxed and pleaded I could not get either kitty to come sit on it with me. In recognition of my evil deed (the moving of anything) I hung my head in shame and accepted my punishment.
Just a few days ago I wandered into the room and…
It appears that it is an acceptable kitty chair again… heh heh heh. Next stage is to be on that chair with me. Success is in my grasp!