Cat in the Urn?

Having never had a cat before, Captain Flint has had his work cut out for him training me to his ways.  Lesson number one, kitties get excited.  Quickly!  I really don’t see how you can go from sound asleep, to stretched out purring, to straight up attack cat killer.   A few other things I have learned include if you see your cat playing with one of his toys and decide he looks so cute that you just have to rub his little belly you better rethink that idea real quick.  Otherwise you’ll get to practice being captain hook while he plays with his five new favorite toys.  And whoever said that you should break a baby from a bad biting habit by biting them should have specified that it doesn’t work with kitties.  You’ll only make them mad…and get yourself a hairball.  Kitties remind me of learning prepositions in school.  They are intrigued by basically anything that they can climb over, under, through, into, on, in, behind, around…you get the picture.  Kristin’s Papa makes these beautiful wooden jars that look like pooh bear’s deluxe honey pot.  Anyway when he was smaller Flint decided that a wooden jar was too much to leave unexplored and the photo trail tells the whole story.  I can only imagine how long it would keep him occupied if we stuck a treat to the bottom.

Hmm this looks interesting

Maybe if I come at it from a different angle

I can almost reach the bottom

Look I'm an ostrich

ahhh so cozy

Where'd the kitty go?

oh here I am...it got real dark in there for some reason

If only I could still fit in this thing, I guess I'll just balance on the edge and look in.