Today’s flashback takes us back to October of 2005. Pierre was about a year and a half old, and he had apparently just heard about something called camouflage.
What do you think… does the camouflage work?
The past two weeks have been kind of hectic around here, because Aunt O was on vacation, and the head peep was taking care of Cousin Shep and Cousin Earl. That meant she was taking time to hang out with them instead of us. We were totally getting two-timed.
We guess we can’t complain too much, they are our cousins, after all. And Aunt O takes really good care of us when the head peep travels.
Shep: Hello, birdies!
We love our cat tree. The head peep made it herself more than fifteen years ago, and it has traveled thousands of miles and belonged to two generations of cats. The sisal on it doesn’t last forever, though. We have been complaining for a while that it was time to give us fresh sisal for our claws. We just can’t get a good grip in it when it looks like this.
And the patch job the head peep did on the other leg was really starting to unravel.
The rug on the platforms needs replacing, too, but we don’t want to push our luck. We have been lobbying for the sisal to be upgraded. And this was the big day!
So off came nearly all of the original sisal, all the way down to the wood. You can see that our cat tree is actually made of landscape timbers. Those make the tree much heavier than the ones you see at your local pet store. It was obviously not built with the idea of having to move it in and out of upper-floor apartments.
There was a lot of sisal rope, hot glue, some u-nails, and a few HBO words. And then…. nice, fresh scratching sisal, rising four feet on the highest riser.
Inspector Newton: I’m going to get some serious use out of this as soon as you turn that camera off.