I am on high alert at all times. Even when I appear to be asleep (see Growling Not Snoring) I am ready to leap into action at a moment's notice. I have to keep my claws honed as sharp as a fishmonger's filleting knife so I sharpen when and where I can - the furniture, the stairs, doors... hooman heads.
Not all of these - in fact none of them - seem to be acceptable for some reason, especially the hooman head thing. I really don't know why when it is fulfilling such a vital function. Hellooo, hoomans, haven't you heard of zombies!
My old man and old woman provide me with "scratching posts". These are handy if they are right beside me but I'm never going to walk any distance to find one, "any distance" being further than six inches. So until then I will continue my manicures in other places.
Toffee, Da Boyz are peeling wallpaper off the kitchen walls, plus they have worked on the kitchen ceiling too. Sweetie uses the round throw rug has her horizontal scratching device. And she has those murder mitts...
ReplyDeleteThe kidz are doin' good!
DeleteYou are too funny. :) XO
ReplyDeleteI do my best!
DeleteWhy walk further than you have to!
ReplyDeleteEXACTLY! It's only wise to conserve energy, you never know when you might need it!
DeleteGood on you! :D
ReplyDeleteThank you!
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