Polly’s Follies – 4

Not long ago I moved a little cabinet Terra knocked down. Wedging the unit between a bench and bedroom window proved an ideal perch and everything seemed stable. Her sister Polly, however, took a different path to destruction.

Those are teeth marks!

I finally put an old comforter over the whole thing. They can still enjoy continuing destruction of my vanity stool upholstery.

Sweet Luna sunk her claws in first.
May she rest in peace.
~sigh~

I did discover a potential cause that makes sad sense. Just as Terra likes to knead my flesh while sucking on the bedclothes, Polly’s penchant for chewing non food items likely resulted from being weaned at too young an age. And she is so cute I can’t get angry.

At least she doesn’t engage in this behavior unless she has a human audience (that I can tell). We hope she grows out of it. Not even our WiFi unit is safe. I had to cover the old unit’s three antennae.

Angel, the vampire with a soul,
continues his saving ways...

I fear Jezebel has a dimmer view of Polly’s behavior. She’s glaring at me, insisting a turn at my computer. But how can she be such a hater? Just look at this face.

 

Did you know a cat could exhibit pica? Should I take Polly to a kitty psychologist? -