dragonchilde
09-22-2005, 12:50 PM
Last night, we played a nice little trick on the kitties. They've been getting on our coffee table a lot lately, and they KNOW they're not supposed to be there, as evidenced by their mad scrambles to get OFF of the table when we come in the room. The problem is, cats are smart. They know that if we're not there, they can get away with it. All three of them do it, but the worst offenders are Noodles and Mozart. Noodles has completely destroyed an entire roll of paper towels that was left on the table. The other two just sleep there, I think.
So we taped the table. We put some tape sticky-side up in strategic locations on the table. This is the clear stuff, so you can't see it unless the light is right. The trap was set.
The first time, it was sprung before we even made it to bed. Noodles jumped up, and got it on his butt. It was SO FUNNY watching him butt scoot across the floor trying to get it off. We finally caught him, and pulled it off. We replaced the tape he'd picked up, and went to bed.
I woke up in the middle of the night to pee, and I hear this strange little "swishing" noise coming from the kitchen. Into the bathroom walks Noodles, who has gotten another piece of tape wrapped around his arm like a bracelet, and it's rubbing against his other leg. You can tell at this point that he's given up getting it off. I'm too groggy to trust myself with scissors, so I leave it on him.
In the morning, Nathan removes the tape from Noodles, and also frees Mozart from the piece that's plastered down the side of his leg. A few more rounds of this, and I think they'll stay off the coffee table.
So we taped the table. We put some tape sticky-side up in strategic locations on the table. This is the clear stuff, so you can't see it unless the light is right. The trap was set.
The first time, it was sprung before we even made it to bed. Noodles jumped up, and got it on his butt. It was SO FUNNY watching him butt scoot across the floor trying to get it off. We finally caught him, and pulled it off. We replaced the tape he'd picked up, and went to bed.
I woke up in the middle of the night to pee, and I hear this strange little "swishing" noise coming from the kitchen. Into the bathroom walks Noodles, who has gotten another piece of tape wrapped around his arm like a bracelet, and it's rubbing against his other leg. You can tell at this point that he's given up getting it off. I'm too groggy to trust myself with scissors, so I leave it on him.
In the morning, Nathan removes the tape from Noodles, and also frees Mozart from the piece that's plastered down the side of his leg. A few more rounds of this, and I think they'll stay off the coffee table.