Adventures of Apollo the Ill-Mannered Cat: Darn Cat Thinks He Owns The Place

The other day, we had a massive apartment clean-out kind of day. We started just going through dishes, and we've progressed to going through closets and drawers, scavenging for things that we forgot even existed. But it wouldn't be a clean-out without Apollo deciding he needs to supervise our every move. Throughout the past few days, he's done several things that seem to demonstrate how he thinks he's the top kitty in this apartment.

The day started with us realizing we needed to re-arrange his kitty fort set-up. It's a modular fort, so you can hook up different boxes together and change the style. The way we had it, it was nice and tall. It looked awesome, but we found out it was not very sturdy. Every time he climbed on it, the entire tower would shake violently, threatening to launch the kitty. We changed it up to make it more flat and wide, and far more sturdy. Apollo promptly walked up, took a couple sniffs, and parked himself across the room to admire it.

Ignoring the cat who had just turned his nose up at our hard efforts to fix his fort, I went to go fold some laundry. Apollo trotted along with me, and claimed the clothesbasket I was going to use as his own and made himself cozy. I dumped him out, and he jumped right back in. Apparently I'm not allowed to fold laundry without the cat's direct supervision. He also made himself useful by flailing his paws around whenever socks or shirt sleeves flew over him, and tried to wrestle a few towels.

After he got worn out from laundry fighting, he marched over to my desk. He found a few hair clips on my desk. They have little black fabric flowers on them, and are very pretty. Apollo certainly thought so, since he tried to steal them. He picked up the flower in his mouth, and quickly ran with one of them to the other side of the apartment to chew on it and poke at it. I went and fetched it and put it back, only to have him steal it another three times before I finally realized I should hide them if I ever cared to see them again.

Apollo also decided to claim ownership of my grocery shopping bag. I left it on the floor after putting away a few items, and the cat just went to town with it. He sprinted across the room and dove right in, hopped out, jumped on the top, ran away, and did it all over again. He did that over and over for a good 20 minutes. Apollo wore himself out, crawled inside the bag like it was a sleeping bag, and passed out. I was going to put it away later that night, but every time he heard the fabric rustling he would come running and start playing again. It's been a few days and it's still out, just for him. Of all the toys that we've bought him, the one he loves the most is a $1 bag. At least we know for the future we can save our money...
(For your viewing pleasure, go to the bottom of this post to see bag-tackling action on video!)

I also bought new kitty food to fill up his food container. It's a decent sized bin, able to hold a big bag of it. As I was pouring it in, Apollo decided he was desperately hungry, and couldn't wait another second to get food in his belly. Mind you, this was about an hour after his dinnertime. His dish was already empty from him shoveling it up already. He should not have been that hungry. But nonetheless, he decided he was hungry, and plunged his head into the container as the last few pieces fell on top. The container is about 3/4 as tall as him, and he still decided it was a good feeding trough. Charming, cat. This is why you have a beer belly.

This cat totally has it made, and it seems like he knows it. He has claimed ownership of just about everything in this apartment, including the people in it. For being such a little creature, he sure has a big attitude on him.