Fafnir in the Tissue Box… Again


I’m not sure what to say about the fact that Fafnir regularly gets his head stuck inside our tissue boxes. On the one hand, he isn’t exactly “stuck.” He has proven, after that first incident that he is capable of getting himself out. But on the other hand, I’d think he’d have come up with a better method to get things out of the boxes by now that didn’t involve lodging his head inside them.

On this occasion, he was being oddly insistent and I’d already pulled the box of his head two times before I decide to start filming him. (If you’re wondering why I have a box of tissues on my porch, the answer: allergies suck).

After he started backing himself along, I quit filming to make sure he didn’t back himself off the edge. It was after pulling it off and placing it far away from the edge that I noticed a small beetle chilling at the bottom of the box.



Sometimes I worry if I’m doing okay as a cat-owner.

What if they need more space than our one bedroom apartment? What if we leave them home alone too often? Should I be playing with them more? Pet them more? Pick them up more? Pick them up less? Give them better food? More food? Less food? And so on with the worrying…

But then I’ll look over at Fafnir, lolling about belly-up, and think “Yep, that’s one contented cat; maybe I’m doing okay.”


Fafnir apparently missed the cat memo that bellies are off limits because he frequently lies around on his back and not only lets us pet his belly but doesn’t proceed to claw and bite us afterwards. Most times, he just mellows out even more into a floppy kitty blob. That combined with his joy in playing “fetch the hair-tie” and I think our cat might just think he’s a dog.

Here’s a compilation of his lackadaisical upside-down poses:


See also from the post Fafnir Rolling:

Fafnir and his hair tie: 2

Fafnir likes playing fetch. Sure, it’s strange cat behavior, but it’s a fun game to play (And a lot easier than running around the house with a string for him to chase). Sometimes I’ll turn around in the kitchen and find him patiently sitting with the hair tie in front of him, just waiting for me to throw it. Other times, he’ll jump up next to us on the couch (we assume to be pet), but then he promptly drops a hair tie on our lap and starts batting at it to indicate what he wants us to do.

He’s started bringing other toys to us too – like his mouse toy or a game dice, but there’s something special about how a hair tie can zip across the room that he just can’t resist.

In this one he’s playing with a milk ring. We don’t let him play with them anymore though because he started chewing on and eating the plastic.

Fafnir & String Toy

Runner up to the beloved hair ties for Fafnir would probably be the “string toy.” It’s really just the draw string out of a pair of my pajama pants. He usually tries to act chill when he notices he’s being watched or filmed, but thankfully, he can’t resist playing.