I am writing this just to provide an amusing post. You may relate to our attempts to block the bed "unders" or just find it funny that our shelter kitty (who was at the shelter a really long time) is able to outwit us. As background, Mimi was at the shelter (age 3 ish) a very long time and the shelter asked us to foster her. We have had many cats but never started with an adult cat.
- We brought Mimi home and I forgot to get a good look at her before we opened the crate. Whoosh. She is under the bed. What does she look like? I have a photo!
- We read Jackson Galaxy. No unders! We cut up our many Amazon boxes and taped the bed openings all around. We provided two other hiding places with fluffy blankets. One is by the baseboard heater. She loves it there, and spends most of her time there.
- A few days later, Mimi is missing. Where is she? Under the bed.
- We get her out from the unders and do a really good job blocking off the bed. Good job. High fives.
- A few days later, Mimi is missing. Where is she? Under the bed.
- Okay, now this is a challenge. No unders! We blocked every nook and cranny with towels, heavy boxes, and more. There is no way the cat can now get under the bed. Impossible! Mission accomplished.
- This morning I went in the room, confident we have done a good job blocking the unders.
- Mimi is missing. Where is she? I look every where, since there is no way she can be under the bed. But, there is no where else. I pulled back part of the securely taped blockage. I shined a flashlight. I spoke in my meowy lovey voice. Where's Mimi? There she is!
- Mimi is under the bed. But...there is no sign of entry. Nothing is moved, pryed away. Towels are in place. Cardboard still taped around. Heavy boxes still there.
- Houdini!