Several weeks ago we bought a cat flap, which Peter fitted to the back door with remarkable ease.
To get our tribe used to said flap we propped it open during the day and they have got quite used to popping in and out.
I have been posting all of them in and out through the flap when closed and on each occasion they stare about them on the other side of the door – totally discombobulated. Narnia, they say, is not like this!
I have tried coaxing them with Dreamies (the ads lie – cats will not do anything for those treats!). I have tried all manner of tricks but still they can’t seem to realise that the flap is not some impenetrable barrier.
They sit outside and cry until let in – or else stand in the kitchen ‘beside’ the flap and wail to go out – but none of them have yet managed to get the hang of it…
Of course Pumpkin (from 2 doors down) has had no problems and pops in often for a snack…
We have, without doubt, the three stupidest cats in Britain.
