I don’t know what it is, but every cat I’ve ever known has loved staying in hotel rooms.
They always say that cats like stability, familiarity, routine…so why they love strange new hotel rooms, foreign beds, and different window views? Perhaps cats are more adventurous than we give them credit for. All I know is, going back to my Siamese, Harri, who was born in 1991, every cat I’ve ever taken to a hotel has loved it. And I hear that from almost every other cat person I’ve talked to at shows.
Izaak and Lorelai are no exception. The minute we walk in the room, they’re off excitedly checking out every corner. Jacoby would actually be cranky at cat shows during the day because he’d stayed up all night whooping it up in the hotel room.
The first batch of photos were taken Friday night. On Saturday night, Zak decided to play with the decorative blankets on both beds.
He didn’t just pull them off onto the floor, though; he also bit them, bunny-kicked them and dragged them around the room. Unfortunately, none of those photos turned out.
I don’t know if Zak thought those blankets worked better as rugs or what…
…but he is just so damn cute when he’s being naughty.
Meanwhile, Rory was exhausted after her big show day and just wanted to nap.
And yes, she dug this comforter cave all by herself. She does that at home, too. She is the queen of quilt forts.