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Day 4 - Monday 17 September - Tricky cat tower!


Today was my first real day at home and we were all very excited! My mummy had placed the bench and her desk with her laptop on it in her bedroom, so she could take care of me 24/7. Fortunately she can work from home, and now when she sits behind her laptop working, she only has to look to her left to see what I’m doing. She had found her old pink university laptop (the battery won’t charge – but it can still be used with the power cable) and had put that one on the ground so I could watch catTV during the day and I wouldn’t get too bored while she was working.



She had furthermore bought me a tower for my cat food so I would get even less bored in my bench. I really liked that idea, and the smells coming off it were delicious, so I immediately tried getting the food out. However, after a few minutes I gave up. It was just too difficult. My mummy tried teaching my how to remove the cat food by moving the kibbles around with her finger and pushing them through the holes. I liked that a lot better than trying it myself! So after that one time, I didn’t use the tower anymore… it’s just too difficult.




Today was also the perfect time for her to try out my hood of shame. You see, last night I tried licking my wound for the first time, so my mummy put my hood on during the night so I couldn’t reach it. When she check up on me at 4 am I was still wearing the hood, but when she woke up again at 7 am, she saw the hood lying next to me and there were a few distinct hairs on the bandage which suggested that I had licked it… During the day she could keep an eye on me and prevent me from licking my wound by distracting me by talking to me and petting me until I forgot about washing and just decided to calmly lie on my blanket. The night however, was a different story… So during the evening it was time to try out the hood again to see how tight the belt around the base had to be so that I wouldn’t be able to take it off.

My mummy put the hood on me and everything was fine. I didn’t protest, didn’t struggle and I didn’t panic either. I just laid down on my blanket like a well-behaved kitty and enjoyed my catTV. My mummy was a bit suspicious, so she decided to leave the room for a few minutes to see what would happen… You can guess what happened! When she came back after five minutes, I had managed to take my hood off. 😊

So she pulled the belt a bit tighter, put the hood on again, and once again left the room. After she left I removed the hood again! So she pulled the belt yet again a bit tighter, every time making sure that I had enough room to breathe by sticking two fingers between my neck and the belt. And yes, after she left I again removed the hood. We repeated this pattern for another three times and I was starting to think that I must be related to Houdini! I worried that my mummy’s would not like this, but to my astonishment she started laughing!

She then pulled the belt again a bit tighter and put the hood on me again. But this time she was struggling a bit and I started protesting! I sensed that a belt this tight might not be taken of this time… So I pushed with my paws against mummy’s hands and tried to turn my butt towards her so she wouldn’t be able to reach my head, but it was no use! This time, the belt was so tight that I wasn’t able to take the hood off this night… ☹

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