My Onlyson’s cat, Chloe, provided me with a much-welcomed dose of laughter today at lunch.
As I was preparing my lunch, our 2 cats came into the kitchen. They always seem to think that they have to eat when I do, so as I’m getting out my food & utensils, Chloe attempts to jump up on the counter where their food is. (Separate from my food counter, thanks)
I say “attempted”, because she failed, spectacularly. Here’s the set up:
Lidded garbage can sits in front of litter box, & both are next to the counter. Cat usually jumps from floor to garbage can, then to counter.
Cat fails to get all 4 paws on counter at conclusion of second jump.
Cat scrabbles at counter, desperately holding on for feline life, even with front claws, cannot maintain grip.
Cat falls ass-first into litter box.
Human stands, watching, & general hilarity ensues.
The look of sheer horror on Chloe’s face as she slid closer & closer to falling completely was hilarious.
The face of utter disgust & humiliation on her face when her tush hit the litter (and the clumps kept within the box) was PRICELESS.
Immediate feline exit stage right.
Of course, a couple of minutes later, she thinks I’ve forgotten all about her debacle, so comes back to the kitchen to try again. This time she jumps directly from floor to counter, bypassing the offending garbage can she blames for her earlier failure.
I didn’t forget. I just wanted a picture…
Now she hates me, too.
Witnesses die in their sleep all the time, right?
Anyone want a humiliated cat?