A CRIME occurred last week. We were captured by our human and held prisoners against our will. We were detained for six days with not even a "hearing" (meowing) allowed in a small 11 x 11 room. - Peaches
In short, we became CAPTIVE CATS!
THE GORY DETAILS: HOW IT HAPPENED
We were sunning ourselves in the usual morning places when without warning we were herded into the dreaded "carriers" and dragged without the courtesy of an explanation into a DEN OF CAPTIVITY.
|I musta had a premonition about this.|
Our human would only LATER explain the reason for her crime. It turns out this "den" is actually our human's home office We've been there before but we never HAD to be there!
Here are the details of our 6 day "in-cat-eration!"
DAY 1 IN OUR DEN OF CAPTIVITY
Our new "prison" was described by our human as being a paradise for cats. Not exactly, but it could have been worse. Inside the room were 1) TWO boxes for hiding, including a new "haunted house" our human had made for us on Halloween. 2) A human bed 3) two windows 4) Our human's desk and computers 4) file cabinets on which to sit to look out the window 5) a half bath containing OUR litter box 6) Curtains (to claw?)
Well the first thing we did OF COURSE was to look out the window. (more on what we SAW in a minute)...AND HIDE!Paprika hid that is. Our human had proactively" provided her with a long shallow box in which to hide and Scaredy Cat Paprika crawled right in. (Our human must have been planning this for a long time!)
As we watched out the window we saw a strange black "monster."
|The black "monster"|
Our human explained to us this was a "truck" which belonging to something or somebody called "contractor." We had never heard of a contractor and didn't want one! But our human said we had to have one here for six days because she had a flood in three rooms right after she moved in and he was "fixing it."
There were very strange items in the front yard waiting for entry into OUR home, such as we had never SEEN before. One of them was called "tub." It was huge.
We indulged in a little fantasy called "Claw the Contractor" which our human told us was "inappropriate." We don't know how she knew what we were thinking.
What happened the first day: LOUD NOISE.
Hello. Paprika here. There was horrendous thumping, banging and other scary noises the first day. Our human said it was the evil contractor making the noise. Peaches shoulda given him "the claw" but it was too late. When I wasn't hiding, I was hunched on the bed, transfixed, trembling at every noise My oblivious sister, Peaches on the other hand, slept through it ALL!
|I was hunched on the bed, transfixed, while Peaches slept through it all!|
DAY 2: TOYS & A HAUNTED HOUSE-TO TEMPT US!
Peaches here to continue our story. Our human directed our attention to the new 2-story "Haunted House" she'd built us (Wasn't Halloween OVER?).
She also started bringing out boxes of all the toys we'd ever owned. A different box every few hours. You can't fool us, human. We remember those toys, they're NOT new.
Still, we DID play with them. For a while. A captive cat's got to pass the time somehow. We even played together. We don't do that as much anymore but Day 2 was an exception.
But on this occasion we slept together on the twin bed (when our human wasn't hogging it at night). You never knew what would happen next and we needed to present a united front. Paprika suggested a breakfast boycott. I voted against it.
Paprika was kind of a pain in the neck as during mealtimes, she insisted on BUTLER service inside the haunted house.
She would alternate between the upper and lower deck. Must be nice! I just chowed down as I always did. I DO credit our human with giving us TUNA the first two days. (But then she switched to salmon).
|Food just tastes BETTER in here! -- Paprika|
DAY 3: "THE LOOK" AND REJECTING THE TOYS
|You can't fool US! We KNOW it's a TRICK!|
|Ever heard of the old "Turn Your Cat-Back" routine?|
Good morning, Paprika here. We decided to assert our independence by rejecting our human's attempt at bribery (the toys) and also practiced giving her "THE LOOK." You know what we mean by that.
|Do I LOOK interested in those toys?|
The "saving grace" or this imprisonment is that our human stayed in the den with us the whole time! I, Paprika was grateful. Peaches however was skeptical. "that's just cuz her computer' is in here, TOO," she meowed at me.
At night, all three os us would huddle together in her small twin bed in the den. We worked it out though. Human in the middle, one cat at head and one cat at foot of bed. Worked out good plus we all stayed warm. We cats have been known to be called "miniature heaters."
DAY 4: PAPRIKA FINDS AN ESCAPE ROUTE
On Day four, I, Paprika, thought I had found an escape route...a way OUT! I ascended to the top of a tall cabinet next to a DOOR! With a strategic stretch which only a cat like I can do and using my nimble paw, I managed to get the door open!
|All that effort...to no avail!|
On day four we continued gave our human stronger doses of "the look." She deserved it.
|How COULD you? -- Paprika|
|Ever heard of "the Evil Eye?" I've purr-felted it! -- Peaches|
DAY 5: "LET US OUT!" WE PRESENT OUT PLEA
We crept closer to each other. This is counter to our "keeping a distance" like we usually do. We cast all our differences aside. We HAD to present a united front now. We gave the human "THE LOOK" simultaneously. This is now cats gain power. A double "look" is so much more potent than just one cat doing it.
|We render "the double look" toward the human|
DAY 6: "TERRORIZED BY A HUGE SNAKE"
The evil contractor FINALLY left despite the fact we never got to use "the claw" on him.
However he was replaced by an even worse creature called "STEEMER" (First name Stanley). We were told that now that "the work" was over, everything had to be "steam-cleaned." What a joke.
|I don't like it.|
We've never had to hire outside help for cleaning! Our human is being ripped off! If she only would have asked US to clean! The worst part of the "STEEMER" day is that "Stanley" brought a giant noisy SNAKE with him, that we could see from the window wriggling into the house and creating noise & mischief!
|And don't come back!|
OUR RELEASE FROM CAPTIVITY
The door to our prison creaked open. We were so used to be imprisoned by then, we didn't notice at first. Then we did but weren't sure what to do. So we CREPT out, slinking close to the ground as we crossed the living room.
INVESTIGATING THE NEW SPACEThen we discovered IT--the "new" bathroom. Peaches, the coward went in the room and shot out of it "like a bat outta H..." as if she'd been shot out of a cannon. Coward. It was left to me, Paprika, the explorer, to investigate and inspect the new space to
make sure it was "satisfactory." Well it did smell odd. But I explored
all corners and tried out every surface. There was a new white sink plus a strange white huge monster (tub) and more. The medicine cabinet tops are always inviting don't you think? I was about to try that place out too, when the human came in. I made so many strange sounds, jumps and meows that our human photographed me doing a welcome dance in the new
OUR TAKE ON OUR 6 DAYS IN CAPTIVITY:
In summary, it wasn't so bad, being captive cats, as we thought. We bonded with our human in the enclosed space and learned to be sister-friends again, which was highly advisory given the uncertain conditions! We still feel, however, somewhat miffed & even mildly outraged at being "shuffled about" in a high-handed manner without getting our "purr-mission." so for several days afterwards, we continued to give our human "the Look." However, by mutual agreement we inflicted no other punishment upon her. However if we ever got ahold of the "evil contractor" or "Mr. Steemer and his snake," it could be a different story.
Signed, Peaches & Paprika, former cats in captivity.
Mom Carol's comment: Worrying about my kitties' stress level was the worst part. But I actually enjoyed the cozier than usual "bonding" with my fur-balls 24/7. Once they gave up trying to escape & became accustomed to the den's boundaries, they were even more affectionate thanusual. I loved the way we found a way to hang out together on that tiny bed. But I'm SO glad the renovation is over. Over & Out!
-- signed Mom Carol
|Free at last! -- Peaches the cat|
|Ditto! - Paprika the cat|
Whoa, that was a mega adventure! We're glad things worked out and you are free to roam wherever you want now. We're pretty sure that renovation was NOT planned.ReplyDelete
The Florida Furkids
Any kind of work in the house is always stressful on the kitties, which makes the peeps stressed, I am glad it is all done and you can enjoy your new bathroom. Have a great week.ReplyDelete
Quite an adventure! I know it was stressful but now it's over and hopefully everything will go smoothly!ReplyDelete
Oh my, you poor girls, but you sure handled it all well. We need to get some things done here too and we worry about Simon and Seal.ReplyDelete
Oh no! What a horrible thing to have to go through! But it looks like your mom tried to make your room as comfortable and fun as possible.ReplyDelete
That was a really scary time! I am glad you have been released from captivity. I hope Stanley Steemer remembered to take his snake home with him.ReplyDelete
That sounds like quite the ordeal, you poor kitties. XOReplyDelete
We are so glad things worked out and hope Mom likes the results of all the work. A few years ago we all had to stay in Dads "Office" while strange people "Painted." That took about 7 days and it was so nice to get home. Thanks for a great Cat Report on the goings on. We love you two and Mom tooReplyDelete
Awwww...you're the best, TT! We enjoyed you "painted" description above so now you and our human are "partners in crime."Delete
It is always an experience being with your human in a small space and we were all with Dad a few years ago for "Painting." It take a bit to get everything smelling like a cat again but rubbing is half the funReplyDelete
Wow! That's a lot of days in captivity! But we have to say, you're lucky your human has a den. We would be banished to the bedroom!ReplyDelete