A Daily Thing

I spoke with my mama last night (mid afternoon for her!), who is currently looking after my brother’s cat.  Said cat (‘Flocon’) is a little shy and has been hiding in a cupboard most of the time.

Which brings my mother to the following problem: she has to transport Flocon by car tomorrow, and to do so needs to put her in her cat box.  Keeping in mind Flocon doesn’t let my mother touch her.

My mother has thus devised (in all seriousness) a battle plan including treats left in the cat box in the morning and regular checks throughout the day to see if they have been consumed.  If Flocon enters the cat box to eat the treats, the battle is almost won – her words.

She promised to let me know how it goes: personally I can’t wait to find out.

(The cat pictured isn’t Flocon, and the image is from here).