Monsters!

[dreamer_easy]

Tim, scavenging as usual, managed to get his head through the handle of a plastic shopping bag. Cue total and utter panic as he tries to flee the THING that's got him, but of course, can't escape it. He ended up cowering in a corner of the sunroom, with his tail as big as a Christmas tree.

I got the bag off him at once, and no harm done, but both he and Frank spent the rest of the evening hiding from the monster, peering into the darkness trying to spot the monster, and checking every inch of the house for the monster. (Much time was spent interrogating out the mysterious mirror-cats that live in the bedroom, just in case they were the culprits. No matter how hard you sniff, you can never smell them.)

It fascinated me that Frank was also convinced there was SOMETHING lurking in their territory - his tail was also enormous, which is always hilarious, since it's so ridiculously tiny compared to the rest of him.

Comments

[murasaki-1966.livejournal.com]

Trixie did this when she was a kitten, but with a paper bag. Hasn't stopped her from checking out every bag that comes into the house.

[platypus]

My cat Toeffe did that once, and panicked so badly he peed himself. While running madly through the apartment. He was shaking for a long time after I finally caught him and removed it. We're careful with bags now, and cut the handles on any shopping bags we give the cats to play with. Toeffe's really touchy about things on his neck -- we can barely harness him for outside walks, even though he loves them.

[angriest.livejournal.com]

One of ours does this all the time.

Oh No!

[renamae.livejournal.com]

Poor Timbus, could his eyes possibly get any bigger?

Re: Oh No!

[kateorman.livejournal.com]

They were big as cartwheels.

[kitzen-kat.livejournal.com]

ROTFLMAO! Love the idea of them checking the house for other dangerous critters.

[jvowles.livejournal.com]

Fuu says:

Please inform Mssrs Timbus and Frankus that I have destroyed several bag monsters, one of which contained surprising treats for kitties. However, daddy was unimpressed with my kill, or the kibble that made up the guts.

Also that mirror cats are less fun to stalk than they might think, and even LESS fun to charge headlong at on a wood floor.

I recommend squirrels (which like to eat the wood on the patio i'm not allowed to enter) and spiders as Fun Things To Stalk, though you might want to remember that the wall opening stuff is hard and if you forget it's th ere you may wind up bonking your head. Then daddy will laugh at you and call you Who's My Little Idiot Girl.

Love,
Fuu

PS if you send your humans to visit I will give you a lovely toy or two.

[frankxcat.livejournal.com]

*stalks Tim*

[timbus.livejournal.com]

*stalks Frank*

[hexacontium.livejournal.com]

Bag monsters are evil, though they would not scare my Sjonnie away. He is so relaxed he should get an honorable section at www.stuffonmycat.com. Whatever you put on him or he get entangled in he just ignores. It will fall off eventually.

[alawston.livejournal.com]

Buscemi must have had some similar experience, although not when I've been around. She goes beserk at the mere sound of rustling plastic bags - this makes rubbish day much fun.

[infinitarian.livejournal.com]

Is she a rescue cat? Our Mulder is terrified of binbag rustling too, and we've always assumed it's because of some traumatic kittenhood experience.

(On the other hand, I guess it could be an instinctive thing -- it may sound like a predator stalking through undergrowth. Scully's terrified of ceiling fans, and I'm pretty certain she's never been swooped on by a predatory bird.)

[alawston.livejournal.com]

She's not exactly a rescue cat, but I didn't feel she'd had a great time with the family I got her from. She was very very twitchy at first, terrified of men (including me, we kept her in my room for the first couple of days while she acclimatised, and she spent the first few nights sleeping in the six inch gap between the bed and the wall), doors and plastic bags. Also, now I think about it, I don't think I'd have sold a kitten to me given the state I turned up in, hungover in a taxi with a cardboard beer crate to carry her home in...

But then Buscemi is the first cat I've ever looked after, so I'm not sure how much of it is normal cattish behaviour.

The only thing she's never been fazed by are the mirror cats everyone tells me about.

[--kali--.livejournal.com]

Poor Tim! My cat, however, loves sitting in plastic bags.