Riley could use a hug
I vacuumed the living room this morning. Riley almost let me use the canister vac on him the other day, because it's quieter, but he's terrified of the upright vacuum. I called him into the bedroom and closed the door on him and Cola, got out the upright and quickly cleaned the living room carpet. After I put it away I opened the door. No sign of Cola (she was under the bed), but this is where I found Riley:
That's the top of the bookcase under the window. It's a favourite hangout for all of the kitties, but I don't see how he possibly felt safe up there from the big bad monster.
For the record, I petted him and tried to calm him down before taking the photo. He wasn't impressed. After that I unhooked his claws from the curtain and the edge of the bookcase, I cuddled and carried him around for a while until he felt better. Poor boodle!
That's the top of the bookcase under the window. It's a favourite hangout for all of the kitties, but I don't see how he possibly felt safe up there from the big bad monster.
For the record, I petted him and tried to calm him down before taking the photo. He wasn't impressed. After that I unhooked his claws from the curtain and the edge of the bookcase, I cuddled and carried him around for a while until he felt better. Poor boodle!