The most common cliche phrase that seems to come to mind these days is “curiosity killed the cat”. I promise – the cat is not dead, and has not been harmed in any of his exploits yet….
I’ve always been a dog person. My mom is allergic to cats, and I never really spent any time around them. Somehow, my children convinced me to get a cat. We had gone to the shelter last summer to photograph dogs and I told them that we would look at the kittens. We didn’t really pick one out, he actually picked us. He was too small to go home then, and we were going to be away for five weeks, so we ended up picking him up when we returned home in August. This cat has been a great source of entertainment, and often I’ve wondered what in the world goes through his mind!
He likes to be inside things and on things where he doesn’t belong….
Sometimes he has a playmate that also climbs in places he doesn’t belong….
Sometimes we are on lizard hunting expeditions…
and probably the easiest way to end up getting yourself in trouble – eating out of the dogs’ food bowls….
and then to make up for it, ends up doing this after his exploits…