Hobo the cat sneaked onto the kitchen counter while I was on the phone, and snagged himself a frozen french fry.
Now he's in the back bedroom in his "mine, all mine" spot, with the fry on the floor. I'm not sure if he's just perplexed as to what to do with it; or if he's waiting for it to thaw.
Now he's in the back bedroom in his "mine, all mine" spot, with the fry on the floor. I'm not sure if he's just perplexed as to what to do with it; or if he's waiting for it to thaw.