“Blessed shalt thou be when thou comest in, and blessed shalt thou be when thou goest out.”

-Deuteronomy 28:6If you’ve read my post “A New Door” from last month, you will remember that I didn’t know how (or if) my latest brainstorm was going to actually work. Well, I now have an answer for you (in case anyone was wondering).I’m not sure if it’s because this was the scene of the great “Catnip, Anyone?” escapade, but there is something about the door to the garage that Foster finds absolutely fascinating. (I guess on the plus side, I can say I’ve found one area where his usualy short attention span is not lacking in the least.) That’s why I put up the “New Door”. However, since then he’s actually managed to get into the garage by himself. (Stay tuned; if I figure out a “fix” for this I’ll let you know.)So a month after the installation of what can now be termed the first “fix”, I have observed the following:  When lying around thinking of stuff to do, if you’re a cat, you can always rely on a closed door for inspiration.Just a little nudge and you’re in!That wasn’t so hard after all! Now to get in the garage…

Uh-oh, “busted!”

“But Mom, I just want to be blessed!”