When choosing a cat, the last thing we wanted was a boring pet.
Well, we got real lucky in that regard.
There is nothing boring about Boris.
He’s settling in now after a few weeks and has become familiar with our various routines.
He is endlessly high-energy and entertaining – as Bennie quipped at one point, it’s like having our Animal Planet channel right in our own home.
He’s a long way from becoming a “lap cat” yet – but that’s OK.
He likes his new companions but is sparing with his intimacies.
Despite reasonably deep experience in living with felines, I’m seeing Boris do things I’ve never seen a cat do before.
Aerobatic hi-jinks and mock battles with his various toys is only to be expected from such a young animal.
Heck, I even owned at one stage long ago a cat that “fetched” – just like Boris does.
But playing chase and tag the length and breath of our house is a first for me.
But all this has a down side.
This high-spiritedness seems to be all he knows.
He scratches and bites at almost every opportunity.
He’s shredding furniture and books.
Sometimes I just want to yell at him: “Geez, mate, take a chill pill!”
Yes, I know.
Maybe when we decide it’s time for him to be an outdoor feline, we’ll see the edge come off his manic behaviour.
His psycho behaviour …
He’s ignored the scratching device we first bought, despite it being liberally doused with catnip.
So today we got, on the advice of a pet store employee, a cheap deep-pile rug.
Scratch and sharpen those claws to your heart’s content, little fella.
Thankfully, he IS being a good boy when it comes to his food and litter area.
It’s messy but liveable.
And I guess it’s not just Boris who is need of some attitude adjustment.
We do, too.
We’ve got an animal in the house now.
As such, it’s up to us to ensure there’s nothing lying around within easy claw reach that we value or don’t want to be destroyed.
I know that among regular CTS readers there are a number of Cat People.