Sometimes, you have to teach dumpster cats not to get up on the counters. Sometimes, you can throw a dumpster cat off of the counter while yelling "NO, BAD DUMPSTER CAT!!!" at the top of your lungs and it does nothing. Buuuuut, just once, if a dumpster cat goes to jump up on the counter and accidentally gets the towel under the dish rack and pulls the whole shebang down on top of his head, he will lose all desire to get up on the counter ever again. Of course, at 4:30 in the morning, when you're picking up glass shards from a wine glass and (gasp!) the Superstar mug your sister made for you (I still cry a little bit b/c it's not in the cabinet) it doesn't seem like such a good lesson.
The dumpster cat has discovered his love for the Zoomie toy. He plays with it for hours on end.
Then he needs to take a nap.
The dumpster cat let me clip his toenails tonight. I rubbed his belly, he laid on his back, and didn't even put up a fight. In fact, I think he wanted me to file them a little. The cat might be metrosexual. Since he's not shuffling off to Buffalo, any takers?
6 comments:
what a sweetie! i hope you find him a good home!
I bet that Amy could use a good cat. What, doesn't she live on a farm somewhere? Seriously, what are friends for?
What a love Diego is.
He is a good boy!
sniff, sniff....i look at him and cry. he could be my boy. oh, he's precious. i'm so sorry it didn't work out.
Awww, what an adorable, fluffy cat! :)
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