These may not be particularly original observations, but two things are true of cats—they find more of interest in our houses than we do, and they’d be happier still living in labyrinths of cat-sized Habitrail tubes. But what if there was a middle option—what if you needed a human house decked out entirely for the comfort and enjoyment of cats?
If you’re OK with living on the outskirts of Nowheresville By God Arizona, you’re covered.
A property for sale at 669 Stanford Drive (Country Road 8235) in unincorporated Concho, AZ, is convenient to expanses of hot dirt and little else. But you’re not moving here to be right in the mix, you’re here for your furbabies (and if you unironically call your pets that I’m not 100% sure we can be friends). Every room in the place is essentially Pee-wee’s Playhouse for cats. I’m powerless to further describe the 2,500 sqft of eyebleedy cat toy that is this house, I can only let the realtor’s photos do the talking.
As someone who’s bought and rehabbed a fixer-upper to live in, I legitimately appreciate the sheer amount of work that went into this utterly bonkers labor of love. It ain’t my bag—I’m allergic to cats, alas—but I have tremendous respect for this creative endeavor. Consider it outsider art, a head-spinning chimera of Fauvism and Schwitters’ “Merzbau,” just, you know, for cats. If you’re in the market for this sort of thing, the asking price is $240,000. Arizona is right wing as all fuck and this is in the sticks, so your property taxes will accordingly be very, very low, but don’t forget that you’re eventually just going to end up in the Great Lakes area as a climate refugee anyway, so caveat emptor.
Big ups to Karla for this find!