For the love of GOD
WHY can't our cat leave bows alone? In the middle of the night, if you're awake and listening, you can hear it:
riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip
riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip
riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip
crinkle crinkle crinkle
She can't help herself. I've actually been pretty lucky; I've been strategically arranging gifts under the tree to make it difficult for her to get to them.
But the husband has no such concept. He just put his stuff out in the open. And she keeps pulling them off.
Bad kitty!
riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip
riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip
riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip
crinkle crinkle crinkle
She can't help herself. I've actually been pretty lucky; I've been strategically arranging gifts under the tree to make it difficult for her to get to them.
But the husband has no such concept. He just put his stuff out in the open. And she keeps pulling them off.
Bad kitty!
posted by PlatinumGirl at 9:23 PM
3 Comments:
I love Cats. I even love those bad habits. When my Cat does something 'kitty-like' I just end up laughing about it. She's the coolest!
Ohh, don't be mad. They can't help but think they're presents for them. :)
She cracks us up -- we watch her actually stalk the gifts, trying to figure out how to get to those shiny, crunchy bows! She's the same way with plastic bags -- obsessed. We find her teeth marks in every plastic thing in the house!
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