Remember when the cats were vandals and it was adorable? Well, that’s no longer so.
This morning I got up for church, and I noticed that my new keyboard was in the hallway. “That’s odd,” I thought.
Oh, no. No. Nonononononononono.
DANG IT!!!! DANG IT!!! I was still waffling about whether or not I was going to keep it, and now the decision has been made. I’m pretty sure there is not a ‘my cat ate the keyboard’ checkbox in the ‘reason for return’ section.
Dagnabit. I’m not even sure who to be mad at. Emme is the prime suspect, because she likes to eat plastic things. Wally is also a suspect, because he is an idiot who destroys things and hates me. Ralph is also a suspect because, though small socks are his preferred prey, he does like to ‘kill’ them and drag them around. Someone had to grab this off the dining table and bring it upstairs to destroy it.
Everyone is a suspect.
Everyone.
It was probably a group effort. I hate you guys.