I have written on several occasions about the trouble that Max finds. Here, for example. And here. And here. Sense a pattern? On Sunday, we went to a local apple orchard and also picked up some popping corn. I left the bag of corn on the counter, partially hidden -- but apparently not well enough!
Max flew into the kitchen, as she often does, and when I next checked on her, found this mess, and Max sitting on her stand, asking for a kiss! When will we learn?
As I have written many times, I am unable to handle Rocky and must use a stick. Because I really don't want to get bit, I keep a stick handy to me at all times in case he decides to walk near me. He really is so compliant. He steps up on the stick as soon as I ask him to, and I can even put the stick at his level several feet away, ask him to step up, and he stops whatever he's doing, runs to the stick, and steps up!A few days ago, I was on the couch and my stick was laying on the floor in front of the couch in case I needed to use it. I looked down and saw Rocky, perched on the stick, preening himself.
When I look at him in poses like this, it's hard to believe what his personality is like. I think he looks so angelic -- but I know better!
2 comments:
I can sure believe Max looking for things to get into. Jazzy is continuously looking for new places to investigate, and if left to her own devices, I'm sure she'd wreak total havoc!
I know! You always hear about phobic greys and we joke sometimes that we wish Max were afraid of more things!
She just loves to hang out in the kitchen and since we don't want to spend the whole night bringing her back in the living room just to have her fly off again, we usually let her.
We probably should be keeping a better eye on her; I guess we've gotten complacent!
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