Well who doesn’t remember my latest IKEA saga, when I first bought this bed and after getting it home and going through two days of IKEA hell ended up with drawers that didn’t fit in the frame!

About a month later IKEA sent out a couple of guys to replace the frame, but they ended up fixing the original one so that – finally! – my bed looked like this and everything worked. Except it turns out that perhaps it works too well…

Yesterday morning I was enjoying a Sunday lie-in until I heard a soft whooshing sound, like the sound the closet door makes when it rolls along the runners in its metal frame. Except I had kitten-proofed my sliding closet doors by placing a plank of wood between the two outer doors so that Luna couldn’t open them and start noisily rifling though everything during the night. Then I heard the whooshing sound again, and then again, so I got up and saw that Luna had learned to open the goddamn bed drawers! *sigh*

Yet another of those “there goes life as we know it” moments that happen so often to those of us who live with cats. But the clincher came a few minutes later when there was more whooshing followed by some seriously frantic scuffling and scrabbling. Turns out Luna has not only learned how to open the bed drawers, but she also knows how to close them… with Loki inside! How did I not notice the now obvious design flaw which has a small opening there just big enough to both arouse curiosity and allow a little paw to fit through? I have to admit that my discovery of a very flustered Loki inside my drawer was pretty funny, though I’m sure the hilarity of this activity will decline with frequency of occurrence, especially in the wee hours.