Our position is simple. We LOVE our special window. It's nice and high (second floor) and we can see every person, dog, car, truck and bicycle that goes by. And, we need to show our appreciation for this by barking maniacally and throwing ourselves against the window. What's the big deal?
The uprights are worried that eventually the old window pane or glass will give out and we'll fall two stories down to the driveway, so Mommy's been doing the Cesar Milan thing on us for two days.
Yesterday it worked really well on Hudson. He stopped reacting to the window completely after only seven or eight minutes. I was too freaked out by his good behaviour to say or do anything, so I just laid down on the bed too.
Today we decided to give it another try. We started barking again and Mommy did the "owning the area" stuff. Hudson laid down (yikes) and submitted, and I just paced around, not knowing what on earth to do. Then a really exciting SUV drove by (it reminded us of Daddy's, except it has no rust and all the sections are painted the same colour, and it's not dirty, and its parts work, and it has an antenna, and it appears to start just fine), and WE HAD TO BARK.
Hudson jumped up. Mommy jumped up. I ran around the room, confused, barking at the air, and then the most awful thing happened. Hudson knocked the entire water bowl over on Mommy's foot.
She shrieked. We both ran. A wet sock flew in the air across the room and made a squashing sound when it landed on Hudson's crate. Sheesh.
And now for some unknown reason the bedroom door is closed. When Hudson scratched at it, Mommy said a bad word. She shouldn't do that.
So, apparently we're spending the evening in the TV room with Mommy and Daddy.
Uprights can be so unfair.
Take care all...
Rudy (the displaced)
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Hey Rudy, I have to tell you, I'm with your Mom and Dad on this one. It may not look like it from where you stand, but trust me, its a long drop from that window down to the driveway. I know that Window Diving is probably close to a 10 on the Quadruped Fun Scale. Your Cat Cousin Heathcliff once jumped from the top rail of a balcony. He thought he could fly. He could not. It was a 20 foot drop to the driveway below, and (being a cat) he of course landed on all four paws with a very audible "Meowrumph", as he was momentarily deflated like a popped balloon. He was never allowed on that balcony again. Safety first, Rudy Knievel. Love and hugs, Auntie B.
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