This Is My Cat's Apartment, I Just Take Care Of It For Him

When I divorced my ex was an incredible feeling to enter my apartment with my two cats. Freedom was finally ours. Fortunately, put the furniture where I wanted, and my trinkets on the shelves. Before they were banned for the cabinet of curiosity, when my ex and I lived together, because he hated anything outside the golf course or soccer. Now, my books, sculptures of animals and the large collection of CD may be where I could use them. The freedom felt good. My pet was a nice new place to play and a balcony to observe birds. Everything was fine. In general, cats are well educated, with a desire to play occasionally. My two adult male cats are addicted to television, so do not always bother them. They have a great place, I decided to take a furry family member. My cat has come from an online organization for the rescue. Beau is a big, handsome, pure white with one blue eye and one green eye. As soon as he acclimated to his new surroundings, he decided to make some changes to make your new home more livable. Trinkets on the shelves? Went! Desktop Documents only hamper their field of bed table lamp stained glass, so reading his pseudonym. They end up on the floor every time he sees there. Marbletop Tables are for cats and not stupid things, like lights and accent. When I got home from the shops, the light bulb was unhurt, but on the ground. Bouquets of flowers are not just for decoration, in the minds of Beau. They make good salad, but in reality are true, no matter. The plastic that feel good drift between the teeth. Ouch! This chaos is to be stemmed. It was obvious he had to do something "re-organization of my apartment. This time to please a meter tall, hairy male 16 pounds instead of 6-human feet that I had left behind. The cats watched with interest trinkets I moved to another room with a closed door. The same with the accent of light and flowers. My spare bedroom looks great evil that the door should remain closed at all times. But Beau is worth it. He is a little bad, but the most loving and gentle animal that I search for love, acceptance and security. kittenhood His was a traitor - Gripping then taken to the pound for euthanasia for the owner cruel. A good family foster rescued, and now I'm his sister and I Beau, forever. He smiles, sleeping next to me at any time. Although he likes to clean shelves, desks and any horizontal surface, you can get your legs, it does everything with innocence. If something falls, look at me as saying: "I did this?" It's been two years. I have learned patience and happiness of living with this lively white fur ball. Since its spontaneous bursts of song in the middle of the night to meow outside the windows of neighbors, Beau makes life more interesting around here for my other two cats and me. Now that I've learned to live with a curious cat, now that I know of "catproof" my environment. Of course, you make a few pranks funny here and there, and somehow perched on the coffee machine, hood and on top of my stereo speakers, but at least it good. I run over and rescue, and purrs alone. Somehow, I think this could be a plot to get my attention, but all is well. At the end of the day, sleeps between my feet while I sleep. We are all very happy, especially furry family. It pays to be patient and grow together, with an energy expenditure, because they are never bored, and make life more fun in the end.