This past week we refinished our kitchen floor. It’s hardwood and every few years we sand it and topcoat it. It’s not a big job but it puts the kitchen (heart of the cat food world) out of commission. The floofs in this house were not happy.
First we took out the furniture. That’s the table and chairs…the very chairs that they sit on and sleep on. They were not happy.
Then we blocked off access. That included access to the screened-in porch, home of the afternoon and evening naps. They were not happy.
Three cats had to have their feeding places relocated. There was a lot of discussion about it and no one liked their new spot. They attempted a hunger strike but they are cats. It did not last. There were no alternative mice to nibble on.
This went on for three days. Three long painful days (and that’s for the humans). Lots of whining and “butt in the face” punishment.
Now we are back in business, sort of. We can’t put the carpet, table and chairs back until it’s “cured.” That will be Tuesday. In the meantime Gracie is sleeping on the kitchen chair which is stored in the dining room. The other cats remain upstairs on various beds. (Note to self: Getting visitors next week. Check bed for hairballs. Wash bedding.)
When the access was opened they smelled everything (checking for intruders I’m sure), then they went back to their temporary spots for a nap. Only Morgan decided to sleep in the porch.
What can I say? They are cats.