Who’s there?
Stupid cat.
Stupid cat who?
Stupid cat who can’t open the new cat door.
Seriously, those senile cats are driving me nuts.
Here I slaved over making that travesty of a cat door look less like a beer-induced bad idea, but they couldn’t figure out how to use it. Cricket kept trying to open it with her paw (instead of her head), but then her toes got pinched. Pfennig got all panicked because she had to use the litter box, but the door was ‘closed’. My physically pushing their heads through just freaked them out, so yes – I had to demonstrate with my own head.
I think I’ve sunk to a new low.