We have strict rules about no cats on the following surfaces:
Stovetop
Kitchen counters
Fridge
Dining room table
Entertainment center (aka plant world)
Ordinarily, they're allowed to jump on whatever (I think it's stupid
to try to keep them off everything, they don't hurt the end tables,
coffee tables, bed, desk) but we do try to stop them from hanging out
on places where food is prepared and served. In Halifax we had no
problems with anything except the dining room table, where Tyche would
try to ooze her way up and where Smokey thought that a "table boy,"
sitting pretty in the middle of the placemat, was a "good" thing to
have.
New apartment and back to square one.
I walk into the kitchen to see Tyche meatloafing on the kitchen
counter. Nocturne bunts me, then jumps up onto the stove. I look
up, and there are eyes looking down at me...Smokey's on the fridge,
and from there he makes his way up on top of the cabinets.
Kumani is the only one who hasn't thrown the old rules out the
window....probably because I catch her inside the couch 3 times a
day. More badness.
I'm going to Toys R Us to invest in a super soaker.
--Fil
jmcquown - 11 Aug 2007 00:24 GMT
> We have strict rules about no cats on the following surfaces:
>
[quoted text clipped - 27 lines]
>
> --Fil
I'm so fortunate that Persia never showed any interest in jumping on the
kitchen counters or the stove. It used to gross me out when my brother
invited me to dinner... having witnessed his cats all over the kitchen
counters and the dining table, um, no dinner for me, thanks. Love my cat;
love my food sans cat fur.
Jill
bobblespin - 11 Aug 2007 01:59 GMT
> We have strict rules about no cats on the following surfaces:
>
[quoted text clipped - 7 lines]
>
> --Fil
We too don't allow Sonny to be where food is placed and he's very good
about it, unless we have company. Every time we've had people over, we
suddenly find him sprawled full length on the dining room table, with his
"give me a tummy rub" expression. That's the only time he goes on it.
Talk about embarrassing!
Bobble
Lesley - 11 Aug 2007 15:10 GMT
> We too don't allow Sonny to be where food is placed and he's very good
> about it, unless we have company. Every time we've had people over, we
> suddenly find him sprawled full length on the dining room table, with his
> "give me a tummy rub" expression. That's the only time he goes on it.
> Talk about embarrassing!
He's a cat. Remind me not to repeat the story of Isis (RB- amazingly a
good few years after this incident) + Dave's parents + certain female
undergarments. Gatecrashing a dinner party for tummy rubs is nothing
Lesley
Slave of the Fabulous Furballs
Lesley - 11 Aug 2007 15:08 GMT
> try to ooze her way up and where Smokey thought that a "table boy,"
> sitting pretty in the middle of the placemat, was a "good" thing to
> have.
Well it does sound cute, would make an interesting centrepiece for the
dining table
> New apartment and back to square one.
Another reason why I don't want to move- we have gradually instilled
into the Fabulous Furballs where the no-go areas are and we don't want
to go through that again! Our kitchen has two counters and they're
allowed on one (no food preparation takes place there unless you count
pulling things in and out of the microwave) but not the other (Tip
that works for me: If you find a cat on a worktop where there not
supposed to be, remove them and wipe it down with a lemon scented
antiseptic wipe. Kills 2 birds with one stone, cleans up after them
and the scent discourages a return as soon as you've left the room)
They;re also allowed on top of the fridge but that's against the
opposite wall to the counters and cupboards
Lesley
Slave of the Fabulous Furballs