Stacking the Shelves (375)

I had to put myself in “kitten jail” to get this done. Hecate really, really, really wanted to play on the top of my desk – while I’m typing. After about the tenth round of “jump on the desk, stalk around the monitors, block the screen, climb into mommy’s lap and jump off” I moved her out of my office and closed the door. It’s driving her crazy – she can see me but she can’t reach me – which makes whatever I’m doing WAY more interesting. My office doors open inwards and they don’t latch, but when she was little closing her out kept her out unless she could convince Freddie to push the door open for her. Now that she’s full grown, I’m sure that she could push the doors open if she tried – but she seems to still remember when kitten-Hecate wasn’t big enough to make it work. So temporary peace has been achieved – even if she is still playing “pawsies” under the door.