Sunday, June 7, 2009

Kitchen Cupboards and Drawers

Firestar can open kitchen drawers. Not the small ones just below the counter surface, but the big drawers closer to the floor.

He taught himself to do this after teaching himself how to open the cupboard doors. Spouse used to keep his food there. After he was able to open cupboards Spouse put his food in one of the big drawers. After he was able to open that the food went into the laundry room. He's working on opening door with a handle, but he's not quite tall enough. What he needs is a step stool or something. God help us if he figures that out.

Although his food is no longer in the big drawer he will still open it up on occasion to look inside. It's where we now keep cookie sheets, pizza pans, and things like that. He sees me use the drawer often enough that he wants to make sure about what's in there, I guess.

The other day Spouse was at the sink and I was at my computer station. From my computer station I see all of the kitchen. The kitchen is about two-and-a-half feet higher than the family room, where my computer station is, and all that separates the two rooms is a wooden rail.

Anyway, Firestar goes to the big drawer and begins working it open. Takes him about a minute. He jumps inside to make sure all of the pans have to be rewashed. Then he hops out and walks over to Spouse as if to point out the fact that there isn't anything of value in the drawer.

Spouse talks to him, bragging him up for being so clever about opening the door. He struts and purrs. Then Spouse looks at the drawer.

"Hey! You left it open. Close it when you're done."

Firestar immediately responds with his angry meow.

They don't take orders, you know.


fairyhedgehog said...

He's an amazing cat. He must be very bright.

Bevie said...

Seems that way. At times. When we're playing with one of his toys he will stop and look at us. Then, instead of going after the toy at the end of the string, he goes after the hand holding the toy.

I've got to film Son and him. Son gets him to jump high in the air. He used to fetch, but he's tired of that game.

Wolverine said...

Our cat will play peek-a-boo sometimes. You go around a corner and slowly look around. When you see his eye's quickly bring your head back. He gets so much fun out of that.

Bevie said...

Pardon my asking, but isn't your cat kind of psychotic?

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