Kittened Again
Early early this morning, so early that it still counted as night, Cyrrie went for a walk around the bed: When he dug into the lace curtains, the tired human could only wave a tired hand and tiredly go, No, no... no.... When he tight-walked across the headboard, she ignored him and hoped he's go away. Finally he got himself onto the bedside table, where, with reason, kittens are never ever allowed to go. The inventory of stuff that had to be picked up was, well, lengthly (Damn, damn, damn, damn, etc.).
posted by Lizzy at 8:52 AM
2 Comments:
Oh yes, the wee smas. Prime time for forbidden kitten activity. Like jumping onto crowded bedside tables. Like scaling borrowed curtains with claws like grappling hooks.
yes they can be barbarian savages in the still of the night... you wake to a crash and disaster. They do it when they are big too. My 22 lb big boy tried to jump into a non existant window sill (all of our windows are casement and have no sills...) and fell landing on my dresser which he promptly cleared of all fragile objects. He woke the dead.... US! my poor husband had a heart pain! A mess to say the least!
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