This One's For TS and FS

I gave Nanny Slave a break the other night and instead invented a new nocturnal torture for Typing Slave and Food Slave. They have this huge mesh box next to their bed on TS’s side. I think they call it an infant cosleeper, but I’ve never seen much of anything in it besides pillows, magazines, the laptop computer and occasionally a very pissed off Loud Thing who hates it. Anyway, it just fits between the bed, the wall and the bookcases between the bed and the wall. Which means there’s a tiny space between the mesh box and the bookcase that I can slide my sleek, beautiful body through.

Back to my new torture. When I discovered I could sneak through this aperture, I also discovered I could scratch the legs of the mesh box without being reached by TS and FS in their attempts to remove me from said entertainment and lock me out of the room. Scratch, scratch, scratch. Sounds of cat claws on bedroom items are amplified between the hours of midnight and six a.m. to an agreeably disturbing level. I can also stand on my hind legs and peer up at the yelling humans so they can see the tip of my saucy white nose but can’t snatch me, oh no no!

Best part? I told Big D about this trick, so he tried it the next night. *HE*, unlike me, got his gargantuan self stuck in the tiny aperture head down and the slaves had to rescue him. Since it was about 2 am at the time and there was much musical mrrowing and complaining on his part, I consider that a double success.

Alas, they moved the cosleeper shortly thereafter. Whatever shall I dream up next?

(This is me thinking up my next clever trick.)

Sincerely,

Meankitty