Good day, everyone! I always like to write about interesting things that have happened, both for sharing with you all and for myself to read about years down the road. And before I forget, I’d like to share a few silly stories about one of our two Siamese kittens, Carmelita. Rosalina, being the friendlier of the two, gets a lot of attention, and sometimes it’s good to focus especially on our dear Charmin’ Carmen.
1: Towel Tussle
Let me start by telling you guys that Carmelita often grows quite frustrated with Rosie’s antics. Rosie has the rather bad habit of stealing Carmelita’s toys, even if she has a toy of her own to play with. Well, this first story focuses on another reason why Carmelita might find Rosie to be a nuisance. In our previous house, we had towels on the smaller couch to prevent the cats from scratching it up. (It’s a really pretty tropical couch that isn’t easy to replace. We already had to cover the cushions of the big couch with slipcovers to prevent them from taking further damage.)
Back then, Carmelita enjoyed crawling under the towels. It was quite cute, even though it defeated the purpose of using the towels to protect our couch to begin with. But one day, Rosie saw this lump moving around under the towels and pounced on it. Carmelita, shocked and dismayed by this sudden turn of events, started meowing quite loudly in a distressed sort of way. Only after we had unwrapped her from the towels did she manage to compose herself.
2: Trapped by the Cardboard Taco
In our rental, we store a lot of unused boxes in our spare bedroom, where rests the futon and a small TV where I now play my video games because, with two very feisty kitten sisters around, I can’t really leave my things in the living room unsupervised anymore. We had one large wardrobe box behind the futon, all folded up and kind of resembling a large cardboard taco.
Carmelita enjoys sneaking into rooms she has no right being in, and she managed to get into the futon room against my will. And that is when karma struck. Carmen jumped onto the futon and over the back of it in my efforts to nab her, and that is when she landed inside the “box taco”. Unable to gain a foothold against the smooth cardboard, she was effectively stuck until I moved a heavy table and pulled the box free from behind the futon just far enough that I could grab her and pull her to safety. Interestingly enough, she never made a peep during my rescue efforts. Perhaps she was confident I would make short work of freeing her?
3: What a Nice Necklace
Our final tale involves a large paper bag that we use to put our recyclables in. It has two handles sticking out the top. Well, somehow Carmelita got her head stuck in one of these handles when the bag was empty. In true cat style, she proceeded to run in panic, the bag following behind her until she managed to rip free everything but the bag handle. After she had calmed down, I managed to find her underneath a table with the bag handle hanging from her neck like a large necklace. I managed to free her, and ever since then, we have been cutting off the bag handles so that our silly kitties can’t get stuck.