Our Journey Raising Two Children with Special Needs

This blog chronicles our life raising two children, Nicholas 14, diagnosed with Prader-Willi Syndrome and Weston 17, diagnosed with Autism/Asperger's/ADHD. It's the ups, the downs, the joys, the sorrows and most importantly, the beauty of living a life less perfect, a life more meaningful.




Sunday, August 14, 2011

The Brownie-Crazed Cat

I have written many times about our quirky cat, Bandit. He has a strong and loving bond with Nicholas as they share a similar laid-back, easy-going energy. In fact, it was Bandit who inspired Nicholas to give up his precious walker and take his first few steps on his own.

But Bandit the cat, our furry feline friend has some very unusual behaviors.

He is addicted to Brownies. Yup, Brownies!

I no sooner open up a box of Betty Crocker Double Fudge Brownie mix, and my possessed puss pounces out of his secret daytime hiding spot and immediately goes into hysterics, meowing and pacing back and forth under my feet. I do not know if cats hyperventilate, but I could swear I hear him struggling to breathe. I am beginning to wonder if my calico kitty hasn't been smoking a little weed downstairs by his litter box with a few of his fluffy friends?

The funny thing is, I have baked cookies and cakes and left them similarly unattended on our counter top where they have remained untouched by my chocoholic pet. It is only the Brownies that seem to send my crazed companion into kitty convulsions.

And no matter how secure I wrap up or hide the chocolaty treats, Bandit somehow finds them. I once double wrapped the fudgy squares with heavy duty Reynolds Wrap foil....we're talking two layers of thinly compressed steel, an air-tight hermetically sealed package, squelching even the faintest whiff of chocolate. But sure enough the next morning, I found the metal tomb cleverly breached by my psychotic cat. He actually ate through the metal and nibbled to his hearts content on his fudgy find.

Today, I have once again attempted to bake some Brownies. This time I have placed the entire pan into our locked pantry, designed to deter Nicholas whom you all know has been diagnosed with Prader Willi Syndrome. But today the lock is not intended for Nicholas, today the lock is intended for Bandit....my fudge finding, foil eating furry feline fiend!









Guess his quirky behavior qualifies him to fit right in with this family!