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Their cats took their Vitamix hostage. Three weeks later, the standoff continues
One Cat
Two Cats
Three Cats
Still No Blender
I understand about being a slave to your cats, I am one, but show some backbone already, or at least understand the calming effects of Catnip.
Seriously, you pick up the cats, remove them from the room, open the box, remove the blender, add something weighty back to the box, and then reseal the box and allow the cats back in if you are panicked at the idea of your cat’s opprobrium.
Just trick the cats. After all, you are dealing with an animal with a brain the size of a walnut
Then again, if you have cats, opprobrium comes with the territory, you have not lived until you have been snubbed by a cat.
I for one, welcome our new feline overlords:
On Black Friday, Jessica and Nikii Gerson-Neeves bought a blender. It was a Vitamix blender, a professional-grade splurge, and the couple was looking forward to a winter of smoothies and soups.
It arrived on Dec. 16 at their home on Vancouver Island in British Columbia. Jessica put the hefty box down on the floor in the kitchen, just for a second. Her 4-year-old tuxedo cat, Max, otherwise known as the “sentient soccer ball,” jumped up on the box. Jessica thought it was funny and snapped a photo.
Then Max’s 13-year-old feline siblings, George: Destroyer of Worlds (“sentient potato”) and Lando Calrissian (“the questionably sentient dust bunny,”), demanded their turn on the knee-high box.
That was three weeks ago. Since then, the cats have refused to leave the box, fighting over who gets to perch upon it and taking turns standing guard while the others eat or are busy elsewhere. The blender remains ensconced inside.
Also, how slow a news day does one have to have in order to run this story?
