Our kitty, Scout, thinks that if I’m in the bathroom she should be in the bathroom, as well. Unfortunately this morning I made the mistake of closing the bathroom door before she realized where I was.
Soon she was tapping against the bathroom door and meowing pitifully, but I was taking care of business and couldn’t stop to cross the room and open the door. Before long, she was shoving toys underneath the door.
I believe she thinks she’s sacrificing her toys to save me.
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This is so cute!! Yes, I leave the bathroom door open, too–just enough for two of my cats to hook their paw around to pull it open. They weave through my legs, peek behind the shower curtain into the tub, and then they walk out. Every single time. I don’t get it.
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Making sure there aren’t any dangerous critters hiding back there!
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💗💗💗💗
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Such a caring kitty! At least they weren’t living or formerly living offerings.
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She brings small lizards in occasionally. I keep expecting one to end up in bed with me.
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The cat we had growing up was an indoor/outdoor kitty and she LOVED to bring us presents. Snakes and mice mostly. Rarely ever dead, that that dead was much better. And almost always delivered to my dad, the one person in the house that had a serious hate on for snakes.
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Shudder! The closest Scout gets to going outside is our screened-in back porch. Small lizards find ways to get in, but so far, no snakes. Fingers crossed!
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Molly the Schnoodle we sit regularly will wake from the deepest sleep in the farthest corner of the house and scratch the door till I let her in. Never fails. 😉
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Must know what’s going on!
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That is brilliant.
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Animals are smarter than we often give them credit for. That is actually adorable! 😊
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She’s pretty smart.
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What a delightful girl she is. I miss my girls more each day.
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She is such a sweetie. She’s nearly 17. They might have to put me away when she dies.
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Awwh, mine were 18 year old sisters. They had a wonderful life but I know just how you feel. They are part of the day that is always good, no problems, no hassles. Unless they get sick of course and that throws everything off kilter. Enjoy every sweet day.
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Scout does throw up on something at least once a week. Always on the carpet. But she’s still so playful and loving that we don’t mind the puke too much.
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Oh, she shares her mice. What a thoughtful girl!
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This cat has dozens of stuffed toys, but these are two of her favorites. She has a stuffed chipmunk that’s a bit larger and won’t fit under the door.
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Just like a child.
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Just like!
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