There are moments that I want to give this kitty away, but I know I'll never do it.
He got into the large plastic package of toilet paper last night and decided to make that his kitty fort. Now, let me explain. We keep our toilet paper on a high shelf in a closet. So he had to, in virtual darkness, jump up, knock it down, shred five rolls of toilet paper, and then hunker down and wait until morning.
My only indication that something was wrong is that he was late for breakfast. When I strolled past the closet I heard a trill and I knew I was in for trouble. As I opened the door all I could see was a sea of white paper and a pair of yellow eyes.
Why did I loan my SIL my camera for the weekend? Why?
He got into the large plastic package of toilet paper last night and decided to make that his kitty fort. Now, let me explain. We keep our toilet paper on a high shelf in a closet. So he had to, in virtual darkness, jump up, knock it down, shred five rolls of toilet paper, and then hunker down and wait until morning.
My only indication that something was wrong is that he was late for breakfast. When I strolled past the closet I heard a trill and I knew I was in for trouble. As I opened the door all I could see was a sea of white paper and a pair of yellow eyes.
Why did I loan my SIL my camera for the weekend? Why?