I’m new to the world to tutus.  Who knew they came in boxes that could hold a family of four with room to spare?  Apparently my cat did. 

 

Okay, I confess, my office is trashed - it’s at the ‘as soon as I finish the book I’ll clean this place up’ stage.  C’mon, admit it, I’m not the only one who tosses paper over their shoulders as they read through revisions.  But then the delivery arrived.  A 5 foot square box with reinforced edges to keep the very, very expensive tutu from being crushed.

 

I figured my office was the safest place.  No one is permitted to enter without my permission.  A rule the cat annoys.  I have about seven empty boxes in my office from books being delivered.  The cat likes visiting the boxes and it isn’t uncommon for me to come in and find her curled in an empty box.

 

So I’m working away on a proposal and I keep hearing the cat rustling around but I can’t find her.  Then I accidentally tripped over the tutu box and out she jumped.  I said a few choice words.  Okay a lot of choice words and immediately used the lint brush to get the cat hair off the costume and tutu, then scotch tapped the box closed. 

 

Was the cat deterred?  Hell no. She scratched (even though she’d declawed) her way back into the box and settled in for the night.  Now normally she gets a spray of water when she does something that requires behavior modification.  But given the price tag on the tutu, I wasn’t about to spray water anywhere near all that crushed beading and velvet and other fabrics I can’t name.

 

So, my next plan was to place magazines across the seam.  Since the cat doesn’t have an opposable thumb, I figured I was safe.  Boy was I wrong.  I rose the next morning to find her happily curled up, crushing one side of the tutu.

 

Enough.  I brought out the big guns.  I used packing tape and resealed the box, then took the same tape and made circles so that if she so much as stepped on the box she’d end up stuck like a roach.

 

Note to self - when cat wants freedom, she pulls and yanks.  She pulls and yanks hard enough to pull the packing tape off the seam.  Another idea down the drain.  So I gave up and took the tutu out of its protective, ‘Lay Flat’ box and just decided she could have at it.

 

And you guessed it, she hasn’t gone near the box since I removed the tutu.

 

Have a great weekend,

Rhonda

It was bound to happen, wasn't it. Just what gets into their heads?
Maybe you should try shutting the study door?

Rhonda,
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