I took this photo today when I was in the cat house cleaning the litterboxes. You think that would be a straightforward enough task, except for the fact that blind Herbie loves to climb up my legs when I'm doing this. He swirls around my ankles, then stands on his hind legs and reaches up with his paws to … yes, pull himself up my pants and hopefully — this is the end goal — to eventually reach my shoulders.
"Excuse me," I say to him, "those are my legs, young man!"
This makes the essential task of cleaning litterboxes a wee bit difficult. I have tried to shoo him away, fend him off, and otherwise discourage Herbie's affections in this department, but ultimately the only thing that works is to put him in one of the medical cages.
Thus he sits there meowing from behind bars, protesting the injustice and indignity of it all, while I go about the business of cleaning. The Herbie lock-up doesn't last long, he is soon freed, and I quickly skedaddle from the cat house before I end up going out the door dragging a cat holding onto my ankles.
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