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Coco's crime

My cat Coco has had a strange fascination with one of my plants for a while now. Ever since I brought the plant into the house she's been fascinated by it. It's also one of her favourite snacks. It had started looking a bit bedraggled, due to all the loving attention it had been getting from Coco, so I moved it from the floor in my living room, to the top of a bookshelf in our spare room. I naively thought Coco would forget about it if it wasn't in plain view and at her exact eye level. How stupid I was. Ever since the plant moved, she's been formulating a plan to get at it in it's new home. Coco is the cat with the gammy leg, so she's not able to jump as high as other cats. Fortunately for her she has near-human intelligence and advanced problem-solving skills so it's not normally much of a problem.

So as I was getting ready to go out, I heard a thudding crash from the spare room. Thinking something awful had happened, I came rushing through to find this scene of carnage:



And there was Coco, on top of the bookshelf, with a look of extreme satisfaction on her face. It turns out, she's been jumping onto the chair that sits in front of the PC, from there she can jump onto the desk, and get to the drawer unit that sits in between the desk and the bookshelf. At this point her goal is in view, and it's just a short leap from the drawer unit to the bookshelf.

I fear for my life sometimes with her in the house - I'm sure she's going to kill me for the insurance money one day.

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