by James Armstrong
My cat has a love/hate relationship with the blinds in my house.
Some background information: “Crumbs” has been with me for the last nine years; he’s a particularly large (and endearingly dopey) black and white short haired moggy that I got as a 10 week old kitten.
Crumb’s bad habits are generally few and far-between (though he does have a tendency to “hunt” soggy tea-bags which he then proudly deposits at my feet), but there is one behavior that I find particularly vexing – his obsession with the blinds in my bedroom.
Whenever my back is turned or I’m out of the room, you can guarantee that he’s playing with those blinds! It’s like they’re irresistible to him… But only until the daft creature finds himself tangled in them, at this point he decides that they’re some sort of deadly foe to be fought heroically! Until I tell him off at which point he usually slinks out of the room.
Despite my efforts to keep him away from them, Crumbs recently caused absolute havoc and caused me to spend a weekend exercising my limited DIY skills. He waited until I was out of the room and then he (presumably) entered into yet another epic struggle with my poor blinds. The first I knew of this was an almighty crash, immediately followed by a panicked ball of black and white fur (traveling at nearly the speed of sound) racing past me on the stairs.
Upon further investigation it became obvious that Crumbs had once again become entangled in the blinds over my bedroom window, and by enthusiastically thrashing about, had managed to rip the whole thing off the wall! Collateral damage included a smashed glass chess board and a torn poster.
I discovered the culprit hiding on top of the kitchen cupboards – a favorite spot when he knows he’s been naughty. I had to wonder whether my cat was unique in his love of blinds, it turns out that he’s really not!
In all seriousness, while I was looking into this I discovered some tales of cats hurting themselves or even dying after becoming entangled in blinds, so it’s something I’ll be keeping Crumbs away from in the future (not that he seems in any great hurry to go near them again after they fell on him)!
Now if I could only persuade the dozy beast to stop bringing me used tea-bags…