Josephine’s latest obsession is with getting out into the hallway, so I went to PetSmart the other day to get her a halter so we could put a leash on her and take her out to explore the rest of the apartment building. So of course I had to get a set for Arthur, too. And then I saw this adorable sparkly collar and decided that Josephine just had to have it – which means I had to get a new collar for Arthur (his is just blue – there was a distinct lack of manly cat collars in his size).
We’ve been putting the halters on them for a couple of hours each day so they can get used to wearing them – Josephine, despite being unable to master using the cat door to the litter box, seems completely unfazed by the experience and we’ve already taken her on a little sojourn into the hall. All she wanted to do, it seems, was to give the other two apartment doors a sniff and then she was done.
Arthur, on the other hand, is convinced that the halter paralyzes his back legs. It doesn’t – he’s a complete drama queen. But he insists on just flopping around the apartment, meowing at both of us pathetically, the big baby.