Buffy's Closet Caper

I have a cousin I haven't seen since I was a little girl. He's about 7
years older than I am and lives on the west coast of the US in the state
of Washington. I haven't seen him since I was about 9 years old but
we've kept in touch. I'm the only one who has kept touch with that
branch of the family over the years.

I've been digging through some old photo albums and scrap books looking
for photos to scan for him. I've got old pics of his dad from childhood
to the 1940's and 50's.

The old photo albums are in the closet in the second bedroom. Buffy
decided this would be an excellent time to explore that room. Not that
it has ever been closed off, she just didn't seem interested before. I
should have known she'd follow me. I was too absorbed in the old pics
to notice.

She must have thought, "Wow! A new fun place to explore!" She didn't
realize I'm obsessive about closing closet doors.

It's a good thing I'm also obsessive about putting things back where
they belong. I went to put the photos back in the albums (which were
stacked on the bed). I heard a plaintive "mew?" Uh oh, the darn cat
went and got herself shut in the closet.

Jill

On Wed, 30 Sep 2015 10:07:09 -0400, jmcquown
wrote:

I have a cousin I haven't seen since I was a little girl. He's about 7
years older than I am and lives on the west coast of the US in the state
of Washington. I haven't seen him since I was about 9 years old but
we've kept in touch. I'm the only one who has kept touch with that
branch of the family over the years.

....

It's a good thing I'm also obsessive about putting things back where
they belong. I went to put the photos back in the albums (which were
stacked on the bed). I heard a plaintive "mew?" Uh oh, the darn cat
went and got herself shut in the closet.

Jill

You're being bad. You know that they don't like closed doors.

On 10/2/2015 3:42 PM, dgk wrote:
On Wed, 30 Sep 2015 10:07:09 -0400, jmcquown
wrote:


It's a good thing I'm also obsessive about putting things back where
they belong. I went to put the photos back in the albums (which were
stacked on the bed). I heard a plaintive "mew?" Uh oh, the darn cat
went and got herself shut in the closet.

Jill

You're being bad. You know that they don't like closed doors.

Yes, I'm a terrible cat mom. That's a room I rarely venture into.
I've got no real reason to and for some reason Buffy hasn't bothered,
either. There's a nice comfy bed in there she could snooze on but for
the most part she ignores the room.

Buffy has never shown much interest in whether or not closet doors are
closed. I keep the door to the walk-in closet in my bedroom closed and
she doesn't care.

Persia would have pitched a fit about it. Open that door, NOW! She was
always meowing at closed closet doors. This house has a lot of closets.

Jill

"jmcquown" wrote in message
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I have a cousin I haven't seen since I was a little girl. He's about 7
years older than I am and lives on the west coast of the US in the state of
Washington. I haven't seen him since I was about 9 years old but we've
kept in touch. I'm the only one who has kept touch with that branch of the
family over the years.

I've been digging through some old photo albums and scrap books looking
for photos to scan for him. I've got old pics of his dad from childhood
to the 1940's and 50's.

The old photo albums are in the closet in the second bedroom. Buffy
decided this would be an excellent time to explore that room. Not that it
has ever been closed off, she just didn't seem interested before. I
should have known she'd follow me. I was too absorbed in the old pics to
notice.

She must have thought, "Wow! A new fun place to explore!" She didn't
realize I'm obsessive about closing closet doors.

It's a good thing I'm also obsessive about putting things back where they
belong. I went to put the photos back in the albums (which were stacked
on the bed). I heard a plaintive "mew?" Uh oh, the darn cat went and got
herself shut in the closet.

Jill


It's good that you heard her. I was always worried in case KFC got herself
shut in somewhere because she couldn't meow. She used to open her mouth but
no sound ever came out.
I read somewhere that feral cats communicate with each in other in such high
pitched tones that humans cannot hear them and that they have to learn to
lower their pitch so people can hear them. I don't know if that's true.

I could certainly hear her purr. She had such a loud purr that if she was
sitting upstairs purring to herself, I could hear her from downstairs ;-)
Boyfie can meow quite well (especially at my bedroom door in the morning
when he wants me to get up!) but his purr is 2/10 on the purr scale, he has
a very quiet purr.
Kitty's purr would score 10/10.
On the meow scale Kitty would score zero. She thought she was meowing (and
probably was in her world) but I couldn't hear her, and there's nothing
wrong with my hearing. On the meow scale Boyfie's usual conversation would
be maybe 3. For insisting about food time (not necessary now) probably a
7. For being shut in a wardrobe accidentally a big fat 10 ;-)

Tweed

On Wed, 30 Sep 2015 10:07:09 -0400, jmcquown wrote:
She must have thought, "Wow! A new fun place to explore!" She didn't
realize I'm obsessive about closing closet doors.

It's a good thing I'm also obsessive about putting things back where
they belong. I went to put the photos back in the albums (which were
stacked on the bed). I heard a plaintive "mew?" Uh oh, the darn cat
went and got herself shut in the closet.

Dot's an enthusiastic closet rummager, so she never gets shut in them.