I also took a couple shots of my cat this week that made me laugh, although the source of my amusement requires explanation.
|Has Pipig been given a "time out" for some transgression?|
|Or is this simply an example of the usual feline narcolepsy?|
Neither of those theories explain Pipig's behavior. As it turns out, she was intently focused on a very narrow space at the bottom of the door, a spot about a quarter of an inch wide and less than an inch tall, where the weather-stripping running the length of the door stopped short of the threshold. For over a week, my husband and I'd been perplexed about how teeny-tiny baby lizards were getting into the house. Pipig is usually my husband's favorite scapegoat when something goes awry in the house but even he didn't think she was bringing in the tiny lizards. Her behavior at the door provided the final clue. As my husband searched for a temporary solution to stop the small lizards from entering through the gap, Pipig stood watch. However, she eventually got bored and left her station, leaving us to chase down one more baby lizard before the hole was patched.
Frustrated house-loving lizards continue to hang out by the front door.
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