flynn-kleenex-1-3-1-2016Besides Flynn giving me a run for my money with his leaps to the TV, the DirecTV receiver, the dining room table, et al, I’ve discovered another activity he likes to use to get my attention.

Kleenex! He likes to play in (more like tear up) a box of Kleenex.

When I arrived home Tuesday morning after having been out for a while, I found “someone” had been in the Kleenex. (It had to have been Flynn as I’ve caught him digging in the Kleenex box on other occasions.)

The photo, top right, is the partially full Kleenex box on the floor with a pile of torn up Kleenex in front of the box.

flynn-2-kleenex-3-1-2016In this photo < <<, the shot is the same pile of Kleenex, but looking down at the table where the Kleenex box was originally. And the rest landed on the floor.

I arrived home Wednesday to the same Kleenex in tatters scenario. I thought sure since I had covered up the box he would not be able to get into it. Wrong!

It seems to me that more and more Flynn’s true colors are showing! Or maybe he’s more comfortable with being himself! and so feels free to act accordingly.

Flynn and the others have plenty of toys to play with. They have the cat tree, and I make sure they have food in their tummies and water to drink or to play in!

In addition, they (almost) have the run of the house (I keep the door to the spare bedroom closed as I still need to sort through things in there), and they can go outside on to the front porch when the weather is nice.

In other words, he doesn’t want for anything that I can tell, so he doesn’t need to tear up Jack in the form of the Kleenex.

Although perhaps I ought to set aside specific play time with him and the others where each individually gets my attention throughout the day.

Yours in deciphering kitty’s actions,

, “The Boys”, and Hope

P.S. Or perhaps another cat tree or Dynamite stick would help to solve the purroblem!

What do you think?