To make up for the loss of his right eye and most of the sight in his left eye, Pip relies a lot on his claws and sense of smell—and on the fact that most of the furniture in the house stays in one place.
Here’s what we haven’t yet figured out: How to keep him from racing across our bodies as we sit on the sofa (or Allen sits at his computer or walks around) with no warning and “maximum claw.”
This is a big problem for Allen, since Pip enjoys sitting on Allen’s shoulders and purring away as he types. We guess the close body contact feels good to Pip—makes him feel safe and secure. The problem is not being on the shoulders—the problem is deciding to jump down. Ouch, ouch, ouch. You can see the results below!
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