This the view of Emme as I walk downstairs in the morning: lit in a sinister manner, judging me.
She wasn’t the worst cat today, though. When I came home tonight, Lloyd mumbled from his nap, “There was a crash in the basement. I shut the door.”
The crash was a giant glass jar of cat food that Lloyd moved from a filing cabinet drawer (don’t ask) to the top of the freezer. Glass and cat food everywhere. No picture because Mr. Nap and I were too busy sweeping and vacuuming and sweeping and vacuuming.
Who to blame? Dumb Ralph? Weasley Wally? Sinister Emme?
Brad says
D’oh! Not only the hassle clean up, but also the loss of cat food, since it was filled with glass. Buying cat food seems to be a particularly hard chore for me for some reason. I get a brand that is only at pet stores, so I can’t just go to the grocery store. Beth was telling me about some sort of home delivery service though…
Beth says
http://www.chewy.com
And choose “autoship. I can’t even express my love enough.