Who's a VERY VERY bad boy?
This is what I saw when I came home from work this evening
(that's an open front door)
This is who has a trouble-maker reputation but was standing inside and started crying when he saw me and is now glued to my side
This is who was no where to be found inside, but, by the time I'd worked myself up into an asthma attack calling for him outside with my still very hoarse voice, came trotting proudly from around the corner of the parking lot as though his ability to beat up a wussy pitbull inside would somehow make his claws grow back if attacked by the numerous beasts outside, and also suddenly didn't mind the fact that it was twenty degrees outside, despite the fact that as soon as it drops below sixty inside he demands to sleep under covers.
This is who remains entirely clueless about what happened while he was asleep in the other room, but at least, unlike some people (see above photo) has the decency to look sorry
This is what I am now drinking straight from the bottle
(and also the rest of the soy milk)
(but not at the same time)
(that's an open front door)
This is who has a trouble-maker reputation but was standing inside and started crying when he saw me and is now glued to my side
This is who was no where to be found inside, but, by the time I'd worked myself up into an asthma attack calling for him outside with my still very hoarse voice, came trotting proudly from around the corner of the parking lot as though his ability to beat up a wussy pitbull inside would somehow make his claws grow back if attacked by the numerous beasts outside, and also suddenly didn't mind the fact that it was twenty degrees outside, despite the fact that as soon as it drops below sixty inside he demands to sleep under covers.
This is who remains entirely clueless about what happened while he was asleep in the other room, but at least, unlike some people (see above photo) has the decency to look sorry
This is what I am now drinking straight from the bottle
(and also the rest of the soy milk)
(but not at the same time)
posted by Amie at
11:41 PM
9 Comments:
HOW did he get the door open?
Oh, at least he got home safe!
Butterscotch schnapps works well in hot chocolate.
Well, you could install surveillance cameras...
That would have freaked me out beyond schnapps, straight to bourbon.
Doesn't he have claws???
India
I'm so glad everyone was rounded up and is ok. Scary!
Ooo, what a naughty kitty. Glad to hear it all ended well though.
Wow! Your boys do have big adventures when they do it. Glad to see that you have a recovery plan.
Amie, thanks so much for the link! Definitely my kind of place, lol.
those silly kitties. glad everything is turning out fine though.
amie, how did the door GET opened in the first place?
bernie wanted to know if you were broken into?
oscar slept through it all?
maybe you need a kick ass mini pincher or poodle or chicken or something?
can you chain lock it?
now
you tell ashland..he is a very very bad boy
and that auntie vi is very upset with him
vi
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