Typical days in the House of Paulk go a bit like this: get up to get something from the kitchen. Locate whatever Westley has knocked on the floor this time and put it away. Go to the loo. Locate whatever Westley has knocked on the floor this time and put it away. Refill my water bottle. Locate whatever Westley has knocked on the floor this time and put it away.
Needless to say, the putting away side of affairs gets more imaginative each time in the vain hope that Westley won’t find it and knock it on the floor again. Since he is the Dread Kitteh who has worked out how to open the desk drawers to get at the interesting doo-dads he knows are in there, this is of relatively limited usefulness. Since he is also the Dread Kitteh who has worked out how to climb to the top of the damn shelves and likes to park himself there and knock stuff off them too, I’m running out of places to hide things.
Or rather, I have run out of places to hide things.
The large pile of stuff that used to be neatly packed away at my cube at work doesn’t help. I don’t have the proper storage for it here, so it’s mostly just piled up on the spare desk – when Westley isn’t knocking it off the desk or batting it around the floor (a game Midnight enjoys as well) or reducing it to a state where my only real choice is to toss it.
Of course, when they’re happily curled up in the kitty beds being adorable you’d think they were the sweetest little angels ever – which they are. Until they wake up.
Those headphones in the photo of Midnight? I found them between the desks, in a nook I have to seriously work at to reach. Of course, this happened 5 minutes before a meeting where I needed to use said headphones, so some rather colorful words were used (Bluetooth headphones are really convenient and I don’t need to worry about the cable crapping itself, but booting up the headphones and connecting to the computer isn’t necessarily as simple as it ought to be. Half the time I’ve got to go into the device settings and manually force the connection even though I’m configured to auto-connect. I miss my old headphones. The Skullcandy aviator style isn’t made any more, alas – it was the most comfortable and easiest headset I ever had. Sadly, the cable was finally going after 5 years or so. Alas.)
At least I managed to get the blinds far enough up that they’re not being swung on by ten pounds of Dread Kitteh. That would be excessive.
Mad Genius Club 
Son’s cat, Booger (his name, not my idea) went into partnership with the dog: Booger would push things off the dining room table so Boscoe could get at them. This usually resulted chewed possessions. The knitting needles weren’t salvageable.
They wouldn’t be… you wouldn’t be able to move the yarn on them. Not to mention, I’m not sure I’d _want_ to work with drooled-upon chewed up knitting needles.
I have a pair of those headphones, they’re excellent. Back in the day when Young Relative used to be chauffeured places I used them to good effect in noisy cafes and on airplane rides.
These days of course you can’t sit in a cafe or go on an airplane so they don’t get much use. Oh well.
In animal news I got to see Maximum Maxwell figure out how mirrors work. Poodles really are smart as the dickens. Oddly this just makes them less obedient and more of a pain in the ass. ~:D
They are indeed excellent. The skullcandy bluetooth set has excellent sound quality and all, it’s just… not as comfortable as the aviator style.
Sadly, when the mike cabling or connection reaches the point that nobody can hear anything but crackle, it’s time to replace the poor things.
Oh, yes. Intelligent dogs are much more inclined to mischief. My parents had an Old English Sheepdog (another intelligent breed) who wasn’t allowed upstairs (because we keep the kitty litter and assorted other things she shouldn’t eat up there). She’d wait until Mum & Dad left for work and then tiptoe up the stairs to “clean” the litterbox.
In theory, it seems like cable replacement should be possible.
In practice, cable replacement is possible… and the time and cost to do it is often close to or exceeding the cost of the headset, until you get to aviation headsets, where you’re talking a $75 repair on a $1000 headset.
Alas, yes. There’s also the question of whether or not the cable is actually replaceable, which… isn’t always the case.
Since he is also the Dread Kitteh who has worked out how to climb to the top of the damn shelves and likes to park himself there and knock stuff off them too, I’m running out of places to hide things.
I have DOUBLE SIDED TAPED all the stuff on top of the shelves/cupboards to their location! And that’s just ONE, relatively small, cat who doesn’t TRY to knock anything over! Aaaargh!
My Stuff On Desk is more a small child problem– although deposits are made by the bigger kids, too. I have stuff hanging off the side of my computer and the window-sill from no-nail hook thingies that work as long as the paint doesn’t come off of the wall. On the upside, it does make it so I can hang stuff on walls that you cannot put a nail through, such as the side of the long walled off chimney….
those floofy cheeks need scritches.
Tru generally does not deliberately knock things down. Attempting to occupy a previously clear but now filled space however . . . well, I keep telling the kids not to balance stuff on the kitchen sink divider!