Oh. The human did right with this one. The most magnificent scratching post.
I love that this allows me to go for a full stretch. I love “kkksshh” sound that it makes when I sink my claws into it. I love that it has so many different corners to scratch on.
Wut. You haven’t told me not to scratch it yet.
The bonus? It doubles as a bed! Afternoon naps are perfect on the throne. During the winter, I lay on top to for the delicious ray of warm sunlight. When it get’s too hot, The bottom serves as the perfect hiding spot.
(who’s this? More about my friend in upcoming post)
Recently, the scratching post is sadly starting to fray just a bit. But this just makes it better. The frilly bits are so vexing, so strangely delicious, and just so much fun. I have made it a mission to create as much frilly bits as possible
Feel my wrath!!
The human seems to hold a grudge against my prized possession. Often trimming away my hard earned frilly bits. No matter. A magnificent cat learns to put up with his humans misgivings.
It’s seen better days but I love it anyway
Hanabi seems to share my affection for the scratching post. Curse that spoiled brat. Always stealing my spots.
GO AWAY. it is my turf.
What confuses me is the scratching post’s twin in the other human’s room. Everytime I try to claim that as my own, the other human spritzes me with water. Does she not know that my fur is not to be trifled with? Silly humans and their double standards.
Lori’s note: The cats are actually rather well-behaved. They only scratch what they are supposed to. I borrowed the chair from my roommate for a guest, and Kuma claimed the chair before I could train him. Oops.
After a whole year Kuma is still obsessed with this: