Tuesday Stain Report

So yesterday our uncle came home and found the cat house thing that mom got us, smashed. The tag was also ripped off. Seeing as how Tanner was locked in his cage, I am being blamed for this. I am quite sure that I had to have been in some sort of trance to perform this defiant act.



Perhaps I got the cat scratch fever??? I have seen some cats in our yard recently...


Here is the tag, but still, this is not conclusive evidence.

Even though mom was kind of ticked off, she made us a good dinner.


She took this stuff, which is the same brand as our usual food, and added some pumpkin and bulgur wheat.


It looked like that


The doofus loved it!


Please note he started eating by the barstools, travelled all the way to the end, smashed into the regular food bowl...


And ended up in the corner.

I am just making sure he didn't need help finishing his dinner :)