Cruz has been doing better than expected with the transition to The Great Indoors. I read the article that Edith linked me to, and I have obeyed it. As suggested by the cat training masters (hah) I created a special little place for him, I have played with him, I have shown him oh-so-much affection. The transition, however, is not going well because of my adherence to the foundational principles of Cat Training 101. Instead, it’s going well because Cruz has figured out that Zack (nice, unsuspecting) sometimes comes home while Sarah (cruel, attentive) is not in the room. He’s escaped upon Zack’s arrival a couple of times now, and is always gone overnight when he gets out. He always comes back in the morning, mostly because he’s addicted to the food and awesome cat treats we’ve been giving him since we’ve been trying to manipulate him into wanting to be in captivity. It feels like we’re aiming for Stockholm Syndrome.

I decided that the laundry room should be where the cat sleeps at night. That’s where his food and litter box is, so it seems like an appropriate place. But, if you’ve been reading my blog for a while, you’ll remember that when we first moved into this house, we had some problems with the laundry room door accidentally locking and trapping people in there. (And by people, I mean me.) Anyway, to solve THAT problem, we basically had to disassemble the door knob so that the door doesn’t latch at all now. That’s worked really well for the last 3 years. It just isn’t that awesome now that we’re trying to trap our stupid cat in the room.

It’s cool, though. I handled it. MacGyver Style.