I came home from work today to find shredded newspaper all over the dining room floor. What a mess! Based on my previous posts about my furry paper shredder, anyone care to venture a guess as to which kitty is responsible?
I'll give you a hint - it's not the hoagie stealing 14-year-old, the demanding, moody tuxedo, or the sweet boy that's afraid of everything. So, who does that leave? Hmmmm....