The Catwalk

My husband had fixed up what had once been our spare bedroom as a home office, and once the pandemic hit and we were both working full-time from home, gave it over to me. He had another desk and computer with two large monitors in another area that he could use, so I accepted his offer. After all, my new workspace came with two huge monitors, an adjustable-height desk, and a door. Many of my work conversations are confidential, so the door is critical.

The dogs hang out in the office with me all day, and Nami comes to visit a lot. Gracie visits, but it was clear that she didn’t like being at floor-level with the dogs. The dogs sometimes get a bit territorial and give her the eye, but that’s as far as it goes. As a sensitive youngster, she seems to be a bit intimidated. When Gracie jumped on top of the door to look around, I knew she was looking for options. My husband agreed to a little woodworking magic to give the cats a way to get around the room without having to walk past the dogs. The room was sorely lacking in décor, so he had a blank canvas at his disposal.

Now, three walls of the room have cat shelves on them. A daring little catwalk joins two areas so that the cats get to have a little fun. These have been up for just a couple of weeks, and the cats are slowly getting used to them. They try going up and down from different start/endpoints and walking around the room. They seem to be enjoying it, and I enjoy having them with me.