My friend Rob Leonard adopted two tabbies – sisters – from Francis Kennels Rescue two years ago. I’ve enjoyed watching the antics of Issie and Attie (short for “this one” and “that one”) on their Facebook page. Rob refers to himself as the “can opener.”
I asked him if he has a problem with the cats climbing the tree and how he handles it.
He told me only Attie climbs the tree. Issie, the sweet, friendly one, watches and makes sure the “can opener” knows it’s not her.
Attie is the mischievous one. Rob once left his sock drawer cracked open, and when he returned home from work he found she had pulled out every one of his socks.
She knew exactly what to do when Rob put up the Christmas tree two years ago. Attie climbed the tree, peeking her head out between the branches as if to say, “Hi! What’s going on?”
Attie loved to play with the ornaments. She always seemed quite proud of her tree-climbing accomplishments.
This year, Rob has three small trees. The branches are bunched together making them difficult to climb. So far, Attie hasn’t.
Armed with all this information, we decided to put our tree up early with no decorations.
We have a small water bottle with a light-mist setting that we’ve used to stop Pip from climbing up on the kitchen table and the stove.
We’ve only had to spray him once and he’s pretty much left the table alone, same with the stove. For some reason, he’ll sit in a sink with the water running but if you spray him with mist he runs for the next room.
Our hope is if Pip attempts to climb the tree and we spray him with the water bottle he’ll stop and that will be the end of the tree climbing.
Yeah, I know. Probably wishful thinking.