do y'all remember last year, when oliver ate through a box in order to get to some sparkly string he was obsessed with?
special cat, that one.
when i pulled out my wrapping paper supplies this year, i figured there was no way oliver would remember this box, or at least not the contents of this box, or at least no longer be as obsessed with the contents of this box. naturally, i was wrong. this is oliver we're talking about here.
within minutes of the box coming out of storage, oliver was trying to paw through the hole he'd chewed into the top last year. i put the box under my front hall table in an effort to deter him, but there was still about 5" between the top of the box and the bottom of the table, which clearly wasn't going to work. my roommate keith had the brilliant idea of putting a SECOND box, a nice flat one nearly the exact size of the wrapping materials box, on top of the first one to keep him out. smart!
....except this is oliver.
that there is an EVEN LARGER hole that he chewed through the side of an industrial-strength corrugated cardboard box, as well as every single sheet of tissue paper i (used to) own, shredded into ribbons as they were pulled through that hole. also that flat box, now discarded next to the big one and not covering anything.
that one large hunk of tissue paper ACROSS THE ROOM was mostly intact, if you count "chewed & shredded on most sides" intact, i guess.
how kind of me to move the box back out into the open! now he can go back to ruining the contents from the top, as preferred.
bad cat.
Bahahaha I LOVE OLIVER.
ReplyDeleteOh, Oliver.
ReplyDeleteI'm pretty sure that Stella is Oliver in dog-form.
OH!! Oliver!
ReplyDeletehaha
ROTFLMBO
ReplyDeleteOh, Oliver! You scoundrel!
Alice, clearly you need to buy a plastic tote and put it into use. I'm pretty sure he won't be able to chew through the plastic. I bet that someone, a long time ago, rubbed catnip on that box. (It might have been Oliver.)
BTW, the white lights on my floor were not gotten out for the tree. The kids demanded colored lights this year. Of course, no one has gotten colored lights out of the plastic tote (I learned my lesson from Oliver last year). And no one has 'fessed up about the white lights on the floor. So I just keep plugging them in to light up the floor next to the bare tree.
Stubborn? Me?
Ha! Oliver! You naught little boy! :)
ReplyDeleteData keeps getting in to our wrapping box (it's a plastic box, but open right now) and running off with ribbon in his mouth. Cute!
Kira the Wonderdog has an obsession with her oral hygeine. Since last winter I do not think we've had a tube of toothpaste that has not been "stolen" at least once by her. You'd think I'd learn by now...but we humans have a pretty short memory. Don't we now. ;)
ReplyDeleteI'm pretty sure he's just trying to help you decorate :D
ReplyDeleteOn the plus side, this does show that Oliver is smart for a cat... Or completely and utterly entranced by Red. Shiny. String!!!!
ReplyDeleteThat is a SMART cat - the most dangerous kind!
ReplyDeleteperhaps this is just Oliver's way of celebrating Christmas.
ReplyDeleteWhat a sneaky (however smart) fellow.
Heh. I love how he's just hanging out in the background of that one photo, waiting until you leave so he can resume eating cardboard. :)
ReplyDeleteAbby used to be obsessed with cardboard boxes, too. That and licking photographs.
That's the issue with cats, I think. I feel like with a dog, you could put the box somewhere high up, or some place that they couldn't reach it. Cats can get pretty much anywhere and wreak havoc.
ReplyDeleteThat is kind of insane...he's like the jaws of life, for tissue paper!
ReplyDeleteWell, at least you know what to get him for Christmas.
ReplyDeleteLOL! I love Oliver.
ReplyDeletemuahahahhahaha. your cat is awesome!
ReplyDeleteGod I love that cat.
ReplyDelete*ducks!*
Haha and I thought my cat was bad ;)
ReplyDeletexx,
Delilah
I dont understand what the fuck is going on here
ReplyDeletepoor lassie. i guess reading is hard.
ReplyDeleteI love it when other people's pets are bad. Makes me not feel alone when my dog gets into my purse, eats an entire pack of gum and poops the foil gum wrapper for days.
ReplyDeleteI need your advice. Everytime my girlfriend is on all fours and Im fucking the hell out of her, I smell her poop. Is this normal or should she clean herself better?
ReplyDeleteWow...I was going to leave a comment but I don't think I can compete with that last guy.
ReplyDeleteI love Oliver.
ReplyDeletebest damn cat toy ever!
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