Thursday, June 18, 2009

Franklin: Watching Winston Get Wired

Winston, Contented After a Heavy Meal
(of God-Knows-What!
)

I hate to rat out my brother, but it needs to be said, Winston is huge on getting wired. More accurately, he likes eating wires.


Mom discovered this when he had a little “stomach rebound” in the den and chucked up part of a twisty-tie. She looked in horror at the leavings and asked him what he thought he was doing, ingesting a piece of wire and plastic. I noticed Winston stepped into our Patented IgnoreMode™ demeanor, casually licking a paw, looking at the ceiling, and pretending he doesn’t understand English.

Later that night, Mom apparently heard some suspicious activities under her bed. I figured Win was just playing with Duckie, Moose, or another of our toys. But after a stern “Stop that racket!” – it being 2:00 AM or later – she decided to turn on the lights and see what he really was up to. I popped off my position atop her feet to check it out, too.

There, on the floor beneath the bed, Mom found plentiful evidence of Winston’s latest culinary efforts in the form of about a dozen nipped, snipped, and nibbled bits of insulated wire. I guess that crazy cat just can’t stay away from the white wire connected to the clock radio!


As she scrambled around under the bed picking up the pieces, my brother got the usual firm lecture, including plenty of that “What were you thinking?” and “This is baaaad kitty behavior!” stuff. I was relieved that I was (uncustomarily) innocent as she completely removed the wire from the radio in disgust, then shook her finger at Win and warned him about continued naughtiness.


No matter. He enlisted me in helping him tomorrow, as he undertakes a mealtime foray in the direction of the stereo. I guess his Menu du jour is a two-course meal!

Win to Frank:
"You keep watch, I'm on it!"

8 Comments:

At June 19, 2009 at 12:02 AM , Blogger Marc Jensen said...

Many years ago I had a cat who had a a habit of eating leather. Another one of his habits was to curl up and go to sleep near the feet of anyone sitting on the couch watching TV. One night Dad woke up from a slumber in front of the telly and pretty soon realised that his shoelaces had mysteriously vanished...

 
At June 19, 2009 at 8:49 AM , Blogger Linda said...

Well, it seems as if Winston has definitely decided technology is his chosen field. Good luck with that one- he sounds like a real live wire! (sorry, couldn't resist)

My daughter's rabbit nibbled through a fair share of household cords, but our cats never went down that road.

 
At June 19, 2009 at 1:46 PM , Blogger Gaile Gray said...

Wow, Marc, that sounds like some sorta intestinal challenge there. Win and Frankie go for the tips of the shoelaces, but they've never eaten a whole one!

Yet. :)

 
At June 19, 2009 at 1:47 PM , Blogger Gaile Gray said...

It's true, Linda, that Winston does have a real electric personality. :)

 
At June 22, 2009 at 7:17 AM , Blogger Shi said...

My bengal, who's just a few months younger than your boys, has decided that dryer sheets are her snack of choice...

 
At June 22, 2009 at 9:54 AM , Blogger Gaile Gray said...

Dear heavens, Shi, my young Franklin loves those, too. He seems to prefer Downy Lavender & Vanilla over Bounce Spring Breeze. Doesn't like the store brand at all. Figures! :)

What do you think -- if our kittens eat those, will they have less static cling on their fur?

 
At June 23, 2009 at 7:16 AM , Blogger Shi said...

Your boys seem to have more refined tastes. Yuki doesn't care if it's store-brand or name brand. If it's a dryer sheet, it's fair game. We used to be safe putting them in the trash under the sink, but within the past week she's figured out how to open the doors. Time for baby locks!

 
At June 23, 2009 at 12:17 PM , Blogger Gaile Gray said...

Baby locks! I didn't think of that, but it may become necessary, for we had them with George the Cat was a young kit and they did help limit forays into the trash. (Nothing like three-day-old meat wrappers in the hallway, eh? *bleah*)

Once Franklin realizes that plastic bags are under the sink, we're in major trouble, as he seems to consider them as a tasty appetizer for any meal.

 

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