Overall our experience sharing a home with 2 cats (and a toddler) hasn’t resulted in too many casualties. I’m amazed it hasn’t shrivelled up and died yet! I have a heap of indoor plants that generally stay unmolested although the big pot with the Rubber Tree plant in it has copped a whizzing more than once. Only one chair (freedom armchair) in our lounge has copped the ‘scratching post’ treatment but it hurts me to look at it when I enter the room – so frayed and sad looking! What would a pretty litter box look like? Steam bent plywood? A nice on-trend marble or concrete tray? Brass perhaps? Can you imagine buying something that gorgeous in the knowledge that it’s going to be assaulted by the foulest matter known to the universe: cat poo. Ummmm 2 per cat? We have 1 for 2 cats in our laundry but then, they are outside all day and only indoors from about 7pm onwards. > What are some of the shocks or funny moments you discovered when owning a cat? Drop a comment below and share! I have four in my house and they are the bane of my existence. The worst part is that you’re meant to have two per cat. Whether they’re open trays, lidded trays, those weird ones with mini steps in them all litter trays are ugly. I challenge you to find a litter tray you get excited over. You end up coming to terms with it and consume fur without a second thought. On your sofa, on your bed, in your coffee, on your toast. One thing I came to realise about owning cats is that their fur goes everywhere. Unless your cat’s fur is white and then you’re set. Your dream white sofa yeah, not so white anymore. This means that the nights I used to light five candles across the house and have it smelling like a fragrant wonderland… they’re over.Įverything will be covered in fur. No matter how many times my cats’ whiskers have been burnt when they’ve looked into a lit candle jar, they still keep doing it. And it doesn’t matter how quickly you run to her with paper towel she’s already found her ideal spot on the rug and made her mark.Ĭandles are to be monitored at all times. Mim in particular can be heard vomiting rooms away. I’d argue that cats have an inbuilt sense for where vomit is best brought up, and it’s not on tiles or floorboards. I left mine unattended on a self once and one of them (neither will cop to doing it) pushed it off the edge of the shelf and smashed the screen. It wasn’t until one of the cats knocked the vase all over the computer desk and stained the wood that I realised I couldn’t have nice things. Awesome fun to clean up at 6am.ĭon’t ever leave a vase of flowers near anything of value. My kitten Emi loved nothing more than pulling the entire roll off and trailing it down the hallway. I keep turning it to find a ‘good side’ to show, but sadly there are no good sides left.ĭon’t leave yourself with one roll of toilet paper.ĭown to one roll? You’re a fool if you rely on that being on the holder when you get up in the morning. To them, it’s a giant circular scratch pole that now resembles a Freddy Kruger victim. Rookie error one when I got my cats was having a wicker laundry basket. Wicker is a material you’ll no longer know. So this is my tell-all about owning a cat and trying to have nice things. If you have a cat in your family, you’ll know just what I mean.Ĩ Things Nobody tells you about Owning a Cat That said, cats and decor often don’t go together. It was a very interesting journey getting over that fear (I’ll tell you about it one day), and I now couldn’t imagine my life without my little Emi and Mim. Then I met my partner Gavin, who just happened to love cats, and whose mother owned two and whose father had not long purchased a new kitten.įlash forward eight years and I now own two cats. And if one came toward me, I’d break out in a sweat in true Fear Factor style. If I was invited over a friends house, I’d have to ask if they owned a cat and hope they’d put it away. If I saw one on a footpath I’d cross the road. Those pesky felines scared the bejeezus outta me and they always looked like they wanted to tear my eyes out. I never owned one as a kid, actually, and they tended to freak me out a bit. As I grew older, that fear turned into a full-blown phobia.
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