My two kitties are rounding the corner and heading towards their first birthdays in July.
However, there is a distinct possiblity that they won’t make it.
Because they are so bad.
Here are all the ways they are destroying my house and cementing their reputations as bad kitties:
1. They wake me up at 5:30 ready for breakfast. They may be ready, but I’m not. When they step on my chest and purr it’s hard to ignore them, though.
2. These bad kitties attack the toilet paper rolls. I’ve reversed the roll so it doesn’t spin the right way (a handy tip from a YouTube video), but they still attack the rolls. I’ve come down for breakfast on many mornings to find this sight:
3. They play in their litter box. This one surprised me. Who likes to play in their potty besides toddlers? After the umpteenth time cleaning up the litter they flung outside their boxes, I asked the veterinarian about this.
Her reply? “Isn’t it great that they like where they go to the bathroom and don’t go all over the house in other places?”
Um, okay, I tell myself as I sweep up the litter yet again.
4. One of them sits in any sink she can. Huh.
5. They’ve ripped up our furniture. (This one makes me wish declawing wasn’t considered evil. Sorry, not sorry. No, I’m not declawing them.)
6. They climb the curtains. I’ve had cats all my life and never had any that climbed the curtains until now.
7. They got worms and ear mites. Lovely. And expensive, LOL.
I know I got the kitties from a kitten rescue organization and they had a rough start to life, but honestly can you stop with the bugs in your cavities already?
8. One of them randomly bites into paper. She chewed up a postcard I had displayed on my nightstand and also chomped into some low-hanging artwork I’d hung up from my daughter.
But, even though these two bad kitties are behaving poorly, I still love them. Sometimes I even think their mischievousness is cute.
And when they purr or sit on your lap or look at you with that sleepy look of love? There’s nothing better.
Until I step in litter on the floor in my bare feet and notice my shredded curtains and tattered toilet paper rolls.