I’ve never had a foster like Kira. Every time I turn around she’s into something new. The other day I came home and there were dust bunnies all over the kitchen. Now I am not the best housekeeper but dust bunnies in the kitchen?? (My galley kitchen is tiny.) When I opened the fridge door, dust bunnies rained down! What the what? I finally figured it out a couple of hours later when I looked over and Kira was on top of the fridge! My fridge has cabinets over it; there’s only about four or five inches between the top of the fridge and the bottom of the cabinets. Clearly, she’d been squeezing around in the space, disturbing all the dust!
Most evenings she “pinballs” around the whole place! Not zoomies; more bouncing and speed-walking. 😉
And she’s figured out about Jonesy’s high up food bowl:
Maybe all this rambunctiousness is payback for this:
(TCR is doing a Christmas promotion and the fosters were asked to supply “Christmas-y photos”. FAIL.)
I’m still serving her canned food meals in the bathroom, though at this point I can’t imagine her letting the boys bully her away from her food! But that’s our habit. The other morning I forgot her and left her locked up all day! Eeek. At least she had a litter box. I expected a chaotic mess but all I found was this (weird photo alert!):
Last evening was pretty quiet: