I know how you feel. I came home a few weeks ago to Pudge tentatively tiptoeing around the livingroom with a pork rind bag (thanks, bf) capped neatly over her head.
It'd been on her head for so long that there was about a tablespoon and a half of condensation in the bag from her breath. I am happy that her long fuzzy facial hair isnt any thicker than it is, or I probably would've come home to a dead cat.
It'd been on her head for so long that there was about a tablespoon and a half of condensation in the bag from her breath. I am happy that her long fuzzy facial hair isnt any thicker than it is, or I probably would've come home to a dead cat.