Have you ever wondered...
why your cat might persist in doing something you have made perfectly clear is not acceptable? Did it ever occur to you that there might be a reason other than because they know they can?
Prior to this morning, I must admit to being one of those cat caregivers prone to assuming my cats engaged in persistent naughty behavior for the same reason my human children did - because they could. I will never jump to that conclusion again.
While I was making the bed this morning, Benjamin Bunny repeatedly attempted to pry open the sliding door to my walk-in closet and sneak inside. The tell-tale thumping of his paws against the door alerted me to what he was doing each time. Over and over again, I would stop what I was doing and go into the closet to retrieve him.
But, there was something unusual that puzzled me about Bunny's behavior today. Normally, he spends every minute inside the closet hunting around the shoe boxes or exploring the clothing containers. This morning, however, Benjamin seemed content to just flop down on on the rug and spread out like spilled milk.
After about the fifth "closet break-in", my tolerance for this frustrating behavior was nearing an end. I had not planned on having to spend the entire morning making my bed. So, I lured Benjamin Bunny out into the hall and closed the bedroom door. I just needed a few minutes to finish my task, and then we could play.
Within seconds of shutting the bedroom door, I heard a polite tapping from inside the closet. I must admit to being a bit unnerved since I was under the impression that Benjamin Bunny and I were the only two beings upstairs. When it happened again, I knew I had to check it out.
Ever so slowly, I pulled back the sliding door, a little nervous as to what I might find. I was stunned to discover Gracie sitting calmly wearing her "so what took you so long" expression. Apparently, she had managed to slink into the closet earlier in the morning when my husband was getting dressed for work. Since she has yet to figure out how to open the sliding door, she was temporarily trapped.
So instead of engaging in persistent naught behavior, my beloved Benjamin Bunny had been looking out for his big sister each time he forced the closet door open. He wanted to make sure she could get out when she was ready. Sprawling out in the middle of the closet floor and taking a catnap must have been a way to kill time while he waited for Gracie to leave her hiding spot atop my clean dress pants.
Once again, I underestimated the intelligence and loyalty of my feline friends.
Enlightening comments about today's thought are welcomed, so please feel free to share.
Until next time, remember...
We cannot without becoming cats, perfectly understand the cat
- St. George Mivart