I just want to prove that my little furry friends are W.I.L.D. They like to tear things up. They live to create mayhem, mischief and merriment. They are a force of nature, unstoppable and irrepressible. I have two Bengals and one tortie. The Bengals are incredible cats. They look like little leopards, slinking through the house, stalking helpless geckos. The tortie is a feisty, spicy kitty- ready to pounce and always a purr away from cuddling with me. I went cat-less for ten years. I've had these guys for ten months and my head is reeling from the change. I have had to alter many things in the last few months. I can't leave ANYTHING out or I risk kitty curiosity. They can't help themselves. Cats are voraciously curious, Bengals especially so. My standards have completely changed. As you see in the photo, they are frolicking on my dining table. I have tried EVERYTHING I can think of to prevent this. Just when I think I have it licked, I come in the door and find one or more cats chillin' on the table in a languorous sprawl. Disinfectant wipes have become my constant companion. I wouldn't change a thing.
"Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air..."- Ralph Waldo Emerson
"A little neglect may breed great mischief."- Benjamin Franklin
"When you're curious, you find lots of interesting things to do."- Walt Disney