Owning the park model meant we could bring Larisa, our Designer Cat, with us. We call her the Designer Cat because she is a hypoallergenic, purebred Siberian Forest cat, mother of 26 kittens like her before she came to live with us. Larisa thinks she deserves to be Capitalized.
Last year when we arrived, I went to PetSmart and bought a cat condo and a covered cat bed. I placed the condo near the window so Larisa could watch the birds outside.
For four months I placed treats every day on all three levels of the condo and in the cat bed.
|(The treats are in the bag)|
Larisa caught on quickly. At least five times every day she checked out the condo and the bed, even though she only got the treats once a day.
But she slept elsewhere.
|Cat on the bed|
|Cat on the front room couch|
|Cat on the Arizona room couch|
Then we went home to Washington State for eight months.
We returned to Arizona in December. When I let Larisa out of her traveling bag, she knew where she was. She found and used the litter box in the Arizona room. She took a nap on our bed, on the back of the loveseat in the front room, on the back of the sofa in the Arizona room. I don't know whether she remembered the place visually, or by smell, but clearly she knew she was home.
And then - a year after the cat condo and the bed were offered, the Designer Cat decided.
|Cat in the condo - year 2|
She still slept in all the old places, too, of course. But the condo is close to me when I'm working, and the bed is behind the couch in the Arizona room - private and near the sunny window on cold mornings.
Apparently Larisa found another private space all on her own. Last night I was awakened by a cat's meow. I searched the place but couldn't find her. I even peered outside to the deck. No cat. So I woke Art up and asked him to look.
It didn't take him long.
|Cat in my pajama drawer|
Apparently the Designer Cat can open drawers from the outside now. But not from the inside.