The Bruce adventures continue and for the third consecutive night Mr. Bruce woke my husband up at 5ish.
He is kind of cute. He brings his favourite mouse and puts it next to my husband and gently wakes him up with his paw. He's a master on playing fetch, since he learnt it last week.
My husband will put the mouse in his dresser drawer and Bruce will up the ante and start nibling on the electric wires from our alarm clock. There is no way we can ignore that and he knows it.
Last night we agreed that if he did it again we would have to put him out of the bedroom. We really need our sleep and it's getting crazy out of hand.
And so we did, and found out that our bedroom door does not close fully and he can open it. Damn!
This means we needed to close the next door too, leaving him with the hall and the kitchen to be in. Mind you, we put his bed (that he never uses) and toys there, and his litter box is in the laundry room and food and water is in the kitchen. He had full access to all he needed.
But... of course Cat Mom here did not sleep a wink after putting him out. My poor baby meowed a bit, but not really crying, just like "come and play with me, please?!" meowing.
I'm really not looking for advice, just venting about my crazy attention seeking kitten. My very beautiful, sweet and crazy kitten, whom I love to death and cannot imagine my life without.
And I know he's young and full of energy. But we cannot do more. We play with him a lot (sometimes I think too much). He has toys and two cat trees, one of them 1,80m high.
I really would like to get him some company, but really cannot afford it.
This is the life in the house of Bruce.
He is kind of cute. He brings his favourite mouse and puts it next to my husband and gently wakes him up with his paw. He's a master on playing fetch, since he learnt it last week.
My husband will put the mouse in his dresser drawer and Bruce will up the ante and start nibling on the electric wires from our alarm clock. There is no way we can ignore that and he knows it.
Last night we agreed that if he did it again we would have to put him out of the bedroom. We really need our sleep and it's getting crazy out of hand.
And so we did, and found out that our bedroom door does not close fully and he can open it. Damn!
This means we needed to close the next door too, leaving him with the hall and the kitchen to be in. Mind you, we put his bed (that he never uses) and toys there, and his litter box is in the laundry room and food and water is in the kitchen. He had full access to all he needed.
But... of course Cat Mom here did not sleep a wink after putting him out. My poor baby meowed a bit, but not really crying, just like "come and play with me, please?!" meowing.
I'm really not looking for advice, just venting about my crazy attention seeking kitten. My very beautiful, sweet and crazy kitten, whom I love to death and cannot imagine my life without.
And I know he's young and full of energy. But we cannot do more. We play with him a lot (sometimes I think too much). He has toys and two cat trees, one of them 1,80m high.
I really would like to get him some company, but really cannot afford it.
This is the life in the house of Bruce.