Phone cord woes

The other day, I asked Matt to grab my phone cord from the man cave and toss it to me. This is the result:

It couldn't have been more perfect if he tried - which he didn't. It was just natural talent that made me have to stand on the bed to grab the dang cord. 

Then this morning rolls around, and I wake up to Sirius having chewed through the same phone cord (for the third time). So, instead of putting him in a time out, I made him wear his mistake and walk around in shame.

I also went downstairs for coffee before dealing with a dead phone and a potentially zapped kitty, and I found another surprise from them:

A trashed kitchen! They were scared that we had forgotten about them, and I guess felt the need to remind us of their presence. Like I could forget. 

The good news is I managed to find one that is super duty and will hopefully be harder to chew through - and only for $10. That way, if something does happen, it won't be a big deal to replace...again. My mom also told me about some sour apple spray that I could try, but knowing my cats they would probably love it and eat electrical cords with even more enthusiasm. 

Also: We've had a pretty busy few weeks, so I'll try and make time to sit down and have a long post about what we've been busy with (here's a hint: it's nerdy!) And I can try to make sure it isn't about cats, but I make no promises.