Ah, the joys of a Siamese.

Galen is not a stupid cat.

Let me re-phrase that: he is not un-intelligent. "Stupid cat" is, however, a phrase we have been using in conjunction with his activities lately.

He now knows that the door levers are what make the doors open, although thankfully he's too short to reach them. Barely. His latest trick is opening the sink cabinets. Sometimes to let them slam shut for his amusement (Thump! Thump! Thump!) and sometimes to get into them. My wife has some curlers that he discovered and wrecked - they have wires, and strings are an Enemy Of The People and must be destroyed.

He was trying to chew on the TV wire last night, because it's also a string.

Sigh. We may buy some chile oil to apply, in the hopes that the bad taste dissuades him. With our luck, though, he'll like hot food as much as I do...

Current Book: Julian May, Conqueror's Moon