24 | He/Him | Masc Trans NB | Certified Dumbass | Supposedly an Adult
GOD. So Frankie's doing great. She's exploring the new room. She's climbing all over me. She's 99% dry. She's checking out the windows. It's great.
Megan. Now Megan is still almost sopping wet. She has had her fucking face pressed into a corner underneath my toilet since she was released to the bathroom. I took her out and like, tried to encourage her to follow Frank, but she just slunk back to the toilet.
I guess that's safety for her, but goddamn child, please at least start cleaning yourself. Frank was bathed first and she's nearly dry. Please honey, I'm begging you. You got a bath first! I've run out of dry towels, sweetheart. ;w;
This is my patented solution to keeping my idiot child from jumping up on the bird cage while the birds are covered up. Please send good vibes. I need this to work.
She's not only disturbing the birds, but causing their perches to drop (sometimes with the birds on them) and their water to slosh out of it's dish. Not to mention this keeps me up at night. so I'm big hoping two pillow cases are all it takes to disuade her because she's a cat which means you can't exactly tell her no or discipline her. Especially not in he middle of the night or when you're not home.