It's a Cat's Life

On Alert

I have made a fascinating discovery: the bathroom trash can. It all started with a used Q-tip. I think it was a very dangerous Q-tip. I vanquished it and brought it to Mom to show her. The poor girl didn't understand. She took it away from me and put it back in the can where it lay, mocking me.

Every day after that I went on patrol looking for the nasty Q-tip. I would find it and bring it to Mom, telling her loudly that I was brave and had overpowered the deadly threat to her life. And every day she would take it away. Then, one day, my patrol did not turn up any Q-tips. I'm sure I frightened them all away. In fact, I couldn't even find the garbage can for a few days. But, then after searching diligently, I found it in the closet that has all the towels and stuff. I can't get in there though, no thumbs, you know. Mom doesn't understand that I need access to the can so I can protect her, poor Mom.

Humans, you gotta love 'em.