Beware of Cats in High Places

Rufus never fails to find new places to view his world from. Of course, he prefers to view his world from the highest point possible. In this case, it's the top of the refrigerator.

New household rule: do NOT walk past the refrigerator without looking on top of it first. I'm still waiting for the day Rufus decides to scalp me as I pass by...

Making new friends...the Evolution of Trust Part 2

Usually, Rufus is excited about meeting new people. He's the first one at the door to greet the newcomer...unless that newcomer is my boyfriend. 


For whatever reason, my boyfriend just irks him. Maybe it's because he's too loud, or maybe it's because I don't give Rufus my full attention when he's around. Regardless of what the actual reason is, the formation of a bond between Rufus and my boyfriend has been slow.


But on Sunday, we had a new development! My boyfriend was over for dinner and to study. We were hanging out in the kitchen when Rufus decided to join us.

         

Rufus jumped up on my boyfriend's lap by his own choice, although he doesn't look to thrilled by the choice in these pictures. I think my boyfriend is happier than Rufus is. He even sat down by his own will!!


Unfortunately, this didn't last long. It never lasts long with any of us, so it was no big surprise. In fact, the second we left the kitchen Rufus made his second big move of the night:

Hijacking my boyfriend's chair!!! Oh well. At least there's hope...

I haz too many toyz...

So I've already established that Rufus is a spoiled brat. But I'd like to demonstrate to you all the extent of his brattiness. 

Rufus likes to play with his toys in the kitchen. Partially because the linoleum allows the toys to slide around easily but partially to annoy me. I just know it. Not only is there a lot of room to play, but the refrigerator and the stove both have a small gap between the bottom of the appliances and the floor. This is just enough space to slide a toy into it.

On an hourly basis, Rufus will hide at least two of his toys under one of the appliances. Then he'll sit next to said appliance until someone fishes the toys out from underneath with a ruler. You get the idea...repeat ad nauseum.

So one morning, I pulled out a whole bunch of the hidden toys all at once. Rufus didn't know what to do with himself...and that's putting it lightly.

He doesn't even know which one to play with first!!