Random notes before bedtime
1) Near as I can tell, Zeke has figured out how to open drawers. This is so not good.
2) Zeke has figured out how to climb into the open corner between where my over-the-sink kitchen cabinets meet. He perches on the light fixture. The not-goodness of this development cannot be overstated. It may be adorable in the attached picture, but I live in fear of the day when he's heavy enough to pull down the fixture--and the bottom of the cabinet to which it is attached, thereby smashing every bit of crockery stored therein. Must come up with a solution of some kind--like closing up that corner somehow.
3) I spend so much time taking him off of counters and bookshelves, sometimes by the scruff of his neck because it's all I can get to, that I worry that I'm bruising him. The squirtgun seems to be only so effective.
4) My trip preparation is under way. The penny-smashing machine location list has been printed out. Pennies have been cleaned and prepared for smashing. Ziploc baggies and a Sharpie marker have been marshaled. Now I just need to pick up a couple of rolls of quarters--though I suspect such things aren't hard to find in Las Vegas. In other trip news, the packing list has been assembled, a cat sitter has been arranged for, and laundry has been done. But the penny-smashing kit--the most important thing--is nearly ready. :-)
5) The next scariest thing to Zeke up in the cabinets? Sophie eying his antics with . . . fascination. Oy.
2) Zeke has figured out how to climb into the open corner between where my over-the-sink kitchen cabinets meet. He perches on the light fixture. The not-goodness of this development cannot be overstated. It may be adorable in the attached picture, but I live in fear of the day when he's heavy enough to pull down the fixture--and the bottom of the cabinet to which it is attached, thereby smashing every bit of crockery stored therein. Must come up with a solution of some kind--like closing up that corner somehow.
3) I spend so much time taking him off of counters and bookshelves, sometimes by the scruff of his neck because it's all I can get to, that I worry that I'm bruising him. The squirtgun seems to be only so effective.
4) My trip preparation is under way. The penny-smashing machine location list has been printed out. Pennies have been cleaned and prepared for smashing. Ziploc baggies and a Sharpie marker have been marshaled. Now I just need to pick up a couple of rolls of quarters--though I suspect such things aren't hard to find in Las Vegas. In other trip news, the packing list has been assembled, a cat sitter has been arranged for, and laundry has been done. But the penny-smashing kit--the most important thing--is nearly ready. :-)
5) The next scariest thing to Zeke up in the cabinets? Sophie eying his antics with . . . fascination. Oy.