The life of Tomcat Bucho 17 Bucho, the Battle of Tenbukuro

On the first night, Wednesday, Bucho took a nap in the small attic (tenbukuro) and didn't come down even when night came. I looked up and saw Bucho with squid ears, very wary, peeking through the gaps in the rattan basket of the attic.

I thought Bucho looked tough today.

As expected, he hadn't come down by the time for midnight snack, and he hadn't come down by the time it was nine o'clock and time for bed.

Shimao was annoyed and scratched my cheek with his claws. "Let him go to bed quickly."

Finally, just after 10 o'clock, he couldn't hold it in any longer and came downstairs on his own. As soon as he got off, he ran into the cat litter box. He had been holding it in for a long time.

On the second night, Thursday, Bucho learned his lesson early. It's not good to barricade yourself in too early. So he took a nap in his cage, wandered around on the ground until the evening, had a good midnight snack, and then quickly barricaded himself in the storage closet.

When he got hungry, he would quietly get out of the storage box without me noticing, quickly eat his dry food, and then return to the storage box.

However, Shimao is not satisfied with this, as he wants the cat door to be opened quickly.

So we tried hard to lure him out with a cat toy and his favorite stuffed animal. Perhaps it was worth it, but Bucho was attracted by the waving stuffed animal and came down to the ground, but he looked like he'd been tricked again.

On the third night, Friday, Bucho was relaxed. He had a solid tactical strategy. He'd eat a good midnight snack, go to the toilet, and never leave the cage once he was in the attic. Perfect.

This night was really tough. He was lured out of the cage by the cat toy, but every time he did, he would suddenly come to his senses and go back in. In the end, Bucho's current favorite pink stuffed pig brought him back to earth.

Ah, I'm exhausted.