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Last night Dizzy not only was under the recliner when I closed it but---I found out some half an hour later---got stuck there. The poor fella! Turned out his foot was trapped by a wire/cable that curls like an old telephone cord. A brief attempt to lift the chair had him dangling by the foot and yowling, so I curtailed that effort stat. I tried my immediate neighbors for help, as it seemed clear I couldn't get him out myself without a fair chance of crushing him. They didn't reply. It was midnight. They were asleep. But they've since set me to bypass their overnight silencers, which is nice.
( The rest back here, cut for length, and pet scare trigger. )
As far as kitty goes, it was especially great to see him wrestling the big crinkley catnip carrot this morning. Me? I've been cleaning up & cooking, and will probably do more, but first I need to take a shower so if the fire people come back for the radio, I won't be naked when they get here.
A dedicated reader of 'Ff'lo might remember me having had hesitations about getting a recliner at all, worried that a cat would get crushed under it. When it turned out that I had accidentally unreclined with a cat under there, and he was fine, just hung out until I re-reclined the chair, I was majorly relieved. When it happened a few more times, I thought the chair manufacturers had maybe taken that possibility into account, somehow. Still, often enough I just put my feet up on the stool that was my pre-recliner footrest, when I don't know where both cats are. And I suspect this recliner's going to get a whole lot less reclining now. Probably only when Dizzy Dud is in my arms.
Dizzy had a least 2 big traumas before this that I'm aware of. And I wasn't with him for the whole first year-and-a-little of his life. So who knows who many of his 9 lives he's used up. He's such a sweet delicate little lovebug. I'm so glad he's okay.
( The rest back here, cut for length, and pet scare trigger. )
As far as kitty goes, it was especially great to see him wrestling the big crinkley catnip carrot this morning. Me? I've been cleaning up & cooking, and will probably do more, but first I need to take a shower so if the fire people come back for the radio, I won't be naked when they get here.
A dedicated reader of 'Ff'lo might remember me having had hesitations about getting a recliner at all, worried that a cat would get crushed under it. When it turned out that I had accidentally unreclined with a cat under there, and he was fine, just hung out until I re-reclined the chair, I was majorly relieved. When it happened a few more times, I thought the chair manufacturers had maybe taken that possibility into account, somehow. Still, often enough I just put my feet up on the stool that was my pre-recliner footrest, when I don't know where both cats are. And I suspect this recliner's going to get a whole lot less reclining now. Probably only when Dizzy Dud is in my arms.
Dizzy had a least 2 big traumas before this that I'm aware of. And I wasn't with him for the whole first year-and-a-little of his life. So who knows who many of his 9 lives he's used up. He's such a sweet delicate little lovebug. I'm so glad he's okay.
