And Then Some

Though it is still Christmas - the Fourth Day - my tree has been put away. At first, the cats, specifically Valkyrie, treated it with a kind of respect. That wore off eventually. Yesterday, Valk knocked it down seven times. There are fake pine needles everywhere. The tree is in the furnace room, awaiting my decision on its fate.

As well, Valkyrie got into the cat-food cupboard and tried to make off with the bag of Temptation treats. It burst when she hit the floor. She didn’t get any, but Imogen, who scented something unearned, managed to eat at least half a dozen before the rest were picked up. Now, the cat-food cupboard is latched, after a manner. It’s a good thing I retained the bungee cord from the apartment’s bathroom, first used, I think, due to Hector’s disappearances there.

As well, Valkyrie got into the cupboard where I store glasses and cups. She had knocked a few over - though not out and onto the counter below - prior to my intervention. This particular mischief did not amuse me; shattered glasses and danger to paws is not a laughing matter. Unfortunately, not all cupboards are easily secured. I may have to look into something more clever.

I like Valkyrie very much, but she really is a kitten-and-then-some. This is her feigning innocence…