I bought a corrugated cardboard scratcher pad for the felines last week. As soon as I put it down on the floor there was a flurry of fur scrambling for initiation rights. Frankie, being the Bully, claimed it as his before I could blink.
But Frankie would have none of it and immediately scooted over to once again take possession of it for himself.
Now they seem to have settled into an amicable sharing arrangement. While they do use it to give their claws a manicure, or is it a pedicure… or maybe a pawicure, one or the other is often found napping on it. No worries, next week I’ll buy a second scratcher so no sharing necessary!
At top left you can see a flattened out packing box that Frankie appropriated to make his own scratcher.
Why didn’t I buy the corrugated cardboard before, you might well ask. I did have several around the house but about a year ago when Pharoah got sick and started to lose it, he preferred the scratch boxes instead of the litter boxes. I’ll say no more! Now that Pharoah has passed it is safe to introduce the scratchers again…. okay, you had to ask!
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