Who trains whom?
My Mum has a 7 year old Siamese named Skeeter. When he was younger, we also had a tuxedo tabby who loved to go out and prowl the garden.
Skeeter wanted to go out with his “big brother” , so we trained him to wear a harness and attached a lead to a clothesline in the backyard.
Now, when he wants out, he hops up on a tin by the back door and yowls to be let out. A few times, when my Mum has been in the backyard and forgets to lock the screen door, Skeeter has let himself out to go see what she is doing.
Sometimes, Skeeter likes to go for a walk down the block. Our neighbours laugh to see a cat walking on a leash just like a dog. The only difference is, you can’t tell a Siamese when to move on. He won’t walk to the next house until he’s good and ready!
