So there’s a basic problem I have with disciplining Comet.
When she’s into stuff she shouldn’t be into, or doing stuff she shouldn’t be doing, the SPCA guidelines on play-aggressive cats are very clear: I’m supposed to scold her in a deep, loud voice, and stop her from doing it.
But half the time, instead I end up cracking up with laughter, and running to get the camera. Not exactly a disincentive.
As I did the other day, when she was “helping” me clean the pantry.
I especially love the third one. That is such a Comet expression. Here she is, she’s successfully gotten up onto a brand new high place where she’s never been before… and she’s already looking up, seeing if she can get higher up and into more trouble. Alexander, looking for new worlds to conquer. That’s my girl. (Of course, the second one where she’s trying to bite into the bag of sugar is pretty funny, too…)