His name is Hunter.
What an oxymoron.
He is the biggest 'scaredy cat' you ever saw. You look at him and he runs away....
But.
He likes string.
This was the first time... I then asked my step daughter to make sure the yarn was in the closet so he couldn't get to it at night.... ya didn't happen, so I re-rolled that big-ass ball of string for a SECOND time.
Damn Cat.
One of our cats recently swallowed, and THEN chewed the wool yarn tail off a toy mouse - it was gone before I could get to her to pull it out of her mouth.
ReplyDeleteStupid is as stupid does I tell you! And means that I'm now on unhappy kitty tummy watch. Lucky me.