My dear babies had a party last night! The upstairs is being remodeled at the Inn, so my babes and another cat were put into the playroom last night. We walked in this morning and it was a MESS! The litter box was shattered and there was litter all around. Toys were strewn, rugs were tossed. Those guys had a party in there! Some blame it on Miss Kitty and her toy mice (as there was one mouse logged into evidence). I'm not sure who's to blame, but seeing as 3 of 4 cats were mine, I felt a little embarrassed explaining to my boss that the brand new litter box she had just purchased had been busted. Especially when she just replaced the big litter bin that Winsey had broken and Waldo keeps tearing into the food bags. Why is it always my cats? :) It's getting to where I walk in and my coworkers look at me and go 'guess which baby goofed this time...'
That's okay, I love them all and I'm counting down the days when we can all be together.
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