Two Hours. One Tower. One Queen.

13 hours ago
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The room I call my office has a small window, and whenever the kitties come in, they have to jump really high from the floor to reach it.

I’ve always been a little worried about their legs, especially Pixie, because he’s such a big boy.

So when I went out with my husband, we decided to get a new kitty tower.

This one is quite tall. It has four tiers and two spaces on the top, so two cats can sit by the window at the same time. There’s also a cozy little cubby below. I just knew they would love it.

That day, I was already physically tired from grocery shopping, but I really wanted them to enjoy their new tower. So I started building it right away.

I’m actually pretty good at assembling things. I follow the directions exactly as written.

For some reason, the instructions said to start from the upper half of the tower. It felt strange not starting from the bottom, but I trusted the process and followed the directions anyway.

Then I moved on to the bottom half. When it was time to connect the top and bottom sections, I had to hold the heavy pieces at a very awkward angle while screwing them together.

But something was wrong, the height didn’t match.

I think it took me a couple of hours to figure it out. I completely blamed the instructions.

After a very long while, I finally completed it. I was exhausted, but I couldn’t wait to show it to my kitties.

While I was struggling to build it, Ruby stayed nearby, carefully watching everything I was doing. So once it was finished, I picked her up to show her.

Before I could even get close, she practically kicked off from my arms to jump onto the tower.

She inspected every corner, sniffing carefully. She climbed to the top tier, then down to the third, played with the attached ball, used the scratching post, and finally went into the little room.

I could tell, she absolutely loved it.

I sprinkled some catnip all over the tower and called the boys over.

When Cocoa tried to check out the little room, Ruby immediately attacked him. He ran off right away and gave her space.

Pixie came into the room but wouldn’t go near the tower because of Ruby. He just sat about a meter away and watched her.

My boys are very respectful of Ruby.

For the next few days, Ruby barely came down from the tower. She stayed perched at the top as if to say, “This is mine.”