Cat in the box

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As you may have noticed Tripps loves to play in boxes. When we bring a box home we must break it down as soon as it is empty or he claims it.

Grocery shopping is an excuse to bring Tripps home a present. I think he knows it too. Because when we are cooking, he knows to stay out of the way. We never feed him “people food”, so we know he is not in the kitchen for food.  But as soon as we bring in the grocery bags he becomes a pain in the butt. He looks into every bag we bring in and waits patiently to see if there is a box. Surprisingly he never tries to get into the reuseable bags unless they are empty. Then he figures they are fair game.

Can you see me?


I can see you.


If we don’t bring a box in he wanders the kitchen getting under foot and trying to get into the cupboards as we put the food away. I know he is hoping we will empty a box so he can have it. But if he discovers we have got a box he is much more annoying. He places himself in the middle of the floor and lays down. He spreads himself out to take as much floor space as possible and refuses to move. Yes, we have stepped on him and we have tripped over him. He will not move. I have even slid him out of the way. He just moves back.

You must have shrunk it! It fit last week honestly.

Because we are so entertained watching Tripps play in boxes we admittedly empty them last. We are all amazed at how determined he can be. He will try to put himself into boxes he should know he can’t get into. I thought they used their whiskers to indicate if a space was too small. Tripps must have missed that detail.

I think I can.

Yup, I really think I can.

I am NOT stuck!!!

A lot of the time we are so busy laughing, we forget to photograph his silliness.


Not my cat

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As I have said we do not own cats they own us. They choose their “people”.
Tripps is definitely not my cat. He has chosen Hubby, as his “people”.

 I may be the food source, but Tripps loves Hubby. He will sit on Hubby whenever he gets the chance. If I call him over, Tripps will walk over to get attention than wander back to Hubby.

My "people" is the most comfy bed.

You will notice Tripps is not a lap cat, he is a lap and a half cat. Tripps is actually jealous of  the keyboard. He will try to get up on Hubby’s lap as soon as the keyboard is set there. If he can’t replace the KB, he will just make using it difficult.

There is no escape because of me!!!

On the most afternoons about 10 minutes before Hubby is due home, Tripps will position himself at the front door. If Hubby is late chaos ensues. Tripps will start to meow incessantly, while running back and forth from the window to the door. 

Hubby has been home for the last few months, but he is now back to work. Tripps has taken this abandonment personally, he has been pouting throughout the house. I was at home for the first week . I thought Tripps would hover around me as I worked. Instead he lay on the bed most of the day. He wouldn’t even sit at the door to greet Hubby when he cames home.

There is nothing more pathetic than a depressed cat. He was barely eating and wouldn’t play. 

It has been a few weeks and Tripps is beginning to come around.

Don't bother me I'm waiting for my "people"

I’m glad he is feeling better. It just shows the strong attachment pets form.

It is ironic that Tripps chose the one person in the house, who really doesn’t like pets as his “people”.  I guess Tripps knew if he could win him over, he had it made.

Every now and than, Hubby slips and even says, “My cat,” when refering to Tripps.

Personality Plus

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Every cat has its own special personality quirks. Tripps has many interesting habits other than his feeding ritual and dislike of other animals.

Tripps loves to play tag. Because the downstairs of the layout he has ample opportunity to jump out and tag us, or scare the he** out of us.  It’s bad enough if you know you are playing, he is a sneaky rascal. But if he decides the game is on and you aren’t aware it can be a bit frightening to have a huge cat jump out at your ankles.  We can read the signs, he will crouch down and his tail will very slowly sway back and forth. When his prey gets closer, his tail stops moving and his butt starts to twitch. Sometimes we warn the victim, other times it’s more fun to sit back and watch.

When we got Tripps he didn’t actually meow. He made a sound that sounded more like a chrip. Just before he jumps up on he gives a soft chirp. He meows now, lots now if he thinks we have all gone out. He also meows if he is looking for some one in particular.

I remember one evening looking for Tripps, he had been M.I.A. for a few hours. I searched high and low, there was trace of him. I went on a more thorough search for him. I thought maybe he had gotten shut into a closet or something. As I was checking in my bedroom I heard him chirp. We all know most cats are happy to jump up on a bed and take a nap, not Tripps. He has figured out how to crawl up under the duvet.  We have to check the lumps on the bed before we sit down. More than once we have sat down on the bed only to jump back up when we realize Tripps is there.

A purses and backpacks are items which must always be zipped, they are a huge curiosity for Tripps. If he finds any open he crawls in a goes to sleep. Many visitors have been surprised to discover a stow away when to try to leave.

The best treat you can give Tripps is a box. It doesn’t matter how big or small he will make it into a bed. I admit, I like to see him try to get into cereal boxes. I thought cats whiskers were indicators that told them if they would fit in areas. Either I am greatly mistaken or Tripps’ are defective.

Oh! Did you need this box? Too bad!!


I can too fit, I'm not that fat.

My hubby, (the guy who doesn’t like pets), made Tripps a scratching post. I refer to it as abstract art. It is over six feet high. We tell people not to play with Tripps when he is on it, unless they want to donate blood.  He plays rough when he is on it.

I worked for the Red Cross in my last life.

I don’t want you to think my cat is a mean cat. He really isn’t. Tripps is probably the most laid-back cat I have ever seen.

Tripps au natural

He is always gentle with any children who visit. He is definitely the politest. He never tries to take food, even when children are not paying attention and waving it in front of him. He can be wore as a scarf and he just lays there.