Cat proofing a house is not a simple thing. The logical items...logical to someone who raised 4 children...are easy....but only one of my children had a peculiar yen.. for dirt. Even that was easy...no potted plants in the house. Thank God, she grew out of it, but cats only get more enamored of their favorites, it seems.
So far, Sophie is my only kitty who is...to my knowledge...free of pica. I wonder if purebred cats are especially given to this "disorder"?
Miki loves plastic bags. He loves the odor and doesn't enjoy anything more than wrapping himself up in the heavenly scent. At first, I just watched him, but when he became obsessed with all plastic bags, hunting them down, I became concerned and now lock them up. Poor Miki. :-)
Rudy licks the emulsion on photographs. Fortunately, there aren't too many here! Old ones are stored in boxes, and new ones come off my Epsom printer. Second rate ink, second rate emulsion on photo paper, Rudy says. Just let him find a "real" photo and he grows ecstatic, leaving it very quickly dripping with saliva.
And, baby Santino eats sisal! What am I going to do? Replace the sisal scratching posts? Geez! Yesterday, I found him chewing on a woodsy decorative thing which he'd pulled off the table. He didn't even look up as I snapped the photo, so engrossed he was.
Still, I consider myself fortunate. I once had a Siamese who ate all the fringe off decorative pillows. Now that was one expensive cat!