Poor Decisions

Kitties made a couple of poor decisions lately!

Yesterday, DJ decided that she wanted to pop over the large box we have to use as a dog gate (since Imp and Elf know how to get over the kiddie gates we have), as she wanted to go into the bedroom to snuggle with her Daddy and Hobgoblin.

Well, she wouldn't have been able to get into the room as the door was closed, and she realized just as she reached the top of the box that on the other side were three wee doggies who were startled by her sudden appearance and started yapping uncontrollably (Angel usually wouldn't care, but Imp and Elf are just SOO vocal at the cats still).  She managed to twist and touch down briefly on top of the box to dash back off in the other direction.

Today at lunch, while I was out in the livingroom with the dogs, watching tv, as Maxx was asleep in the master bedroom, Trouble decided she was going to join me in the livingroom and popped over the box ... again, to find three wee doggies waiting for her (once more, Hobgoblin was in with Maxx).  SHE made the decision to keep on going and zip up onto one of the kitchen chairs, where she is still perched at this time.  From time to time Imp and Elf would go into the kitchen and lose their minds, at which point I had to remind them that the kitty wasn't doing anything to them but I would if they didn't shut up.

Oh, how I have fond memories of a harmonious zoo in the home!