The new Parker is really just an evolution of the old. He is still having a bit of an issue with Tucker, who distrusts him, and with the other cats, to a lesser extent. I’ve noticed that they can easily put him in his place if they stand their ground, but if they run, he chases them. I suspect that’s because the orange boy isn’t really aggressive but, as is the way with cats, one moment’s behaviour can quickly change into something else, and a chase can become a fight. For the most part, however, Parker and the perma-cats are doing very well.
But what I wanted to highlight today was Parker’s new trick. He has learned how to open the freezer compartment in my refrigerator.
I was sitting in the bedroom talking to Josie when I heard two large, dull bangs. I thought someone had dropped an object against the outside of the front door. When I went to investigate, I heard a motor running, lowly, and saw the freezer door open. I immediately connected it with Parker, who has been up on the cupboards lately, looking for the hard-food bowl. (I no longer keep it there when it’s not in use, for that reason.) When he heard me coming, he jumped down.
I realise that he was looking for food. When he didn’t find the hard-food up on the cupboards, he probably remembered seeing plenty of good eats in the refrigerator every time I opened it. So he thought he would raid the ice-box. To him, the freezer compartment and the main cooling compartment are one and the same, and I give that active brain of his credit for figuring out how to get in at the treats. How he would have lifted anything he found there, while lying on top of the refrigerator, I don’t know. I’m sure he would have found a way.
I know that the chances of anything happening to Parker by opening the freezer are slim, but I don’t fancy finding a frozen orange cat when I go to remove vegetables from the freezer one day. So I discourage the fellow in this sort of adventure. I try to give him more toys; for instance, I have added a fuzzy ball to the Track-ball; he can grab the furry orb, and it gives a kind of croquet action to the game, one ball hitting the other. Parker seems amused by this innovation.
But I still expect to discover him on the cupboards from time to time. After all, you can’t keep a new cat down.