May 3rd 2007 10:41 am
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I'm kind of keeping a low profile right now, 'cause Mom just finished yelling at me. She's kind of stressed right now; we're getting company soon from England, and she's trying to get the house in order. Not that it's that bad or anything, just the usual clutter from someone who works full-time and has 4 animals in the house. Dad's not much help- he always says, "You wanted all these animals, you clean up after them".
Anyway, these English relatives have never had any pets, I don't know if they even like animals. But Mom says, "These dogs and cats live here, if they don't like it, they can stay in a hotel". (Why do you think they call it FUR-niture)?
She had just straightened up one of the bathrooms, and forgot to close the door after herself. And I just couldn't help myself--it was like winning the lottery! Three of my favorite toys all in one place; toilet paper, cotton balls, and Q-tips. I was in kitty heaven.
So Mom comes back in about 20 minutes (when she heard the crash)! By then I had shredded the whole roll of toilet paper, and knocked the container of cotton balls and Q-tips off the sink and onto the floor. I had already mangled about a dozen of those puffy cotton balls and was in process of destroying my third Q-tip when she caught me. She came in and waved her arms around and called me some not-so-nice names as she chased me out of the bathroom and started to clean up the mess.
That's why I think I'll just stay out of sight for awhile (unless she forgets to shut the door again).