Now Eskie is one of the loves of my life. He's my first cat and I absolutely adore him. He was 17 years old in May...so he's getting a bit elderly! One thing he has NEVER done is get up on the counter. I'm sure he tried when he was a kitty, but he quickly understood that was NOT TO BE!
Fast forward 17+ years...Eskie has now developed this desire to get on the counter. We still won't let him...but he keeps trying. Ron will 'give him the boot' if he sees him. "The boot" by Ron is not physical, he just picks him up, scratches him on the head, tells him he can't be up there, and gently puts him outside. I will usually congratulate him first for BEING ABLE to get up on the stool to get on the counter...then I'll gently remove him.
Well, this is what I saw when I went downstairs this morning...I had to take a picture. Do you think Eskie is guarding the jam?