Last week when [livejournal.com profile] bluster was visiting, we had an amusing incident. Our younger cat, Sora (see picture below) is sweet as can be, but a huge klutz. He's always falling off things and knocking things over. He also has a box fetish. If there is a box anywhere in the house it is his box to play with and chew on and hide in and generally chase around the house unless it's bigger than he is, and even then he'll try.

Anyway, [livejournal.com profile] bluster drinks diet Coke and she had brought one of those refrigerator packs of it, and since I didn't have room in the fridge it was sitting on the floor of the living room. There was only one can left, and Sora decided to play in the box. He chased it around and dove into it headfirst, and eventually got intrigued by the strange cylindrical object rolling around inside it. I noticed he was pawing at the can but didn't think anything about it until we suddenly hear this FWOOSHyowl!!!soundofsmallbuffalo(kitty)runningaway and the can is on the floor spraying diet Coke EVERYWHERE and the cat is two rooms away under the dining table with his tail puffed out to at least six inches in diameter, dripping diet Coke from every surface and licking his chops with the most disgusted look on his face. Upon looking closely at the can, we could see the very obvious claw-marks, and the single puncture-hole and about half an inch away, an almost puncture hole where he'd tried to pick it up in his mouth to get it out of the box. (I would supply a photo but the can is too shiny to get a good picture of.)

For the rest of the evening he eyed the Coke box mistrustfully, but being a cat of very little brain, the next day he'd forgotten all about it and was playing with the box again. This time, thankfully, empty. All I can say is thank goodness it was diet. If it had been the real kind it would have been a lot harder to get out of the carpet. :)

Sora
The Culprit
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