Our dear, cross-eyed, Princess Puss likes to partake in a fine wire now and then.
She has spidey senses when it comes to cords and she prefers the pricier ones.
Like the $100 cord to my macbook we had to replace because she chewed it into submission. She gnawed on the new one within hours of it’s arrival.
When we brought home a new desktop computer the other day, Der and I started brainstorming how to keep her furry face away from the cords.
Brilliant Der thought of tubing. He bought 6 feet of tubing from Lowe’s, cut a slit all the way down it, and nested the wire within it.
The cord should be safe now…unless Princess Puss sprouts thumbs.
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No offense. That cat gives me the creeps.
All cats creep you out Burr. Maybe this one just a tad more because you can’t tell if she’s looking at you