Firstly, I must say, I really DO love my kittens. They are great company and an endless source of entertainment for me. But some days, we have minor disagreements. It’s not easy living with a pair of ninja kleptomaniacs!
This morning, I caught Hamish slinking past me with something brown in his mouth. He had been in the kitchen, and I knew I should have checked to see what he was up to. The brown object in question was an egg shell from my breakfast. For Pete’s sake! 🙀
But what I failed to realize was that he had already stolen one previously, and taken it into the bedroom. When I realized that the cats were in there together, I investigated. And there on top of my yet-unmade bed were two innocent looking kittens among a scattering of broken egg shells.
And they were quite amused as they watched me sweep and pick up all the tiny shatterings they had created. You know what the worst part is?? I had just put fresh bedding on yesterday. Unbelievable!
Like I said at the beginning, it’s a good thing I love the little monsters! But eggshells in my bed? That’s the craziest thing they’ve done so far. I have no idea where they get their ideas from, but life with them around is certainly not dull!
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