Our Neglected Cat

Since having children, my cats have dropped in rank tremendously, poor dears. Oliver died last year, but Missy hangs on, 14 years old now. I thought I'd post where she spends much of her time. I put this baby gate on the stairs from the kitchen to the bonus room. Missy can climb through the hole we cut for her. The kids could too, but they don't. So Missy sits just on the other side of the gate where the kids can't bother her, but they can visit her through the stairway spindles, which she enjoys.