They had apparently gotten the treats down off the top of the armoire, which is over 6 feet tall. There were no stools or boxes nearby, nothing for them to climb up on to get these treats. The armoire is alone in a room as that is the only room I have packed thus far (ah, procrastination, how I love thee). I have come to the only logical conclusion that my cats have learned how to fly. See, look at the black one's eyes. He's up to somethin'. Somethin' involving dark magic or other cat fancies.
This does not bode well for me. Next thing I know they'll be having parties while I'm out or getting their driver's license. Not good, not good at all.
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Or they've developed telekinesis - this is almost scarier because then they can make things happen without actually moving. Yikes.
Cheers from a NaBloPoMo-er.
your kitties are pretty!
i like tasina's idea that they have telekinesis. happy NaBloPoMo-ing.
Thank you! And welcome!
Cats are resourceful little creatures.
One of mine got into a locked cabinet to get at my beef jerky. I think Tasina's onto something with the telekinesis thing...
Chuck
Cats are magical and full of illusions! :)
That's cute.
Nice blog!! Found you through NaBloMoPo.
I sometimes have dreams that my Jack Russell Terrier has learned to open the door to her kennel. It's like the scene in Jurassic Park where the raptors can turn the doorknobs.
My cat has learnt how to turn on the heater, came home to find him roasting himself in front of it one day! Now I have to unplug it at the wall whenever I leave the house, wonder how long it will take the little bugger to figure out the power point!
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