"I'm a deadly spoon ninja."
*crash - from the living room*
Two small white & black bullets follow their chosen escape route up the stairs as quickly as huma. . . err. . . *cattily* possible.
Cats have tipped over the Christmas tree. Again.
Ornaments are scattered about on the floor. Again.
We took a moment to de-skew the tree and threw the skirt on.
Now that the tree is again upright. . . it has lost all its interest for them. Either that, or the adrenaline surge from the fear that Momma might be going to tie them together by their tails in a winner-take-all death cage match might, *might*, have tuckered them out.
Stay tuned for the further adventures of. . . WILD (Giffords) Kingdom.
Thoughts ?
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