Who Me?
We were upstairs last night when we heard a herd of horses downstairs. I came down to find this.
With "someone" looking conspicuously innocent?
I said "Hey, what's going on down here?" Then Peanut proceeded to turn around and start sniffing at the rug as if to say "Gee, I don't know, Mom. Somehow this durn rug got all messed up."
Then Terry came down to see what I was laughting at, and she walked towards him, over the hump in the rug, as if that's the way the rug always was and it was no big deal to have to step over the hump.
Tubby was to the right of the half wall that is to the right of the rug, and he looked like he was looking for trouble, so I don't know if Peanut was the innocent bystander or the perpetrator. She's really good at being both.
Then, to top it all off, when I went to pull the rug back into place, Tubby got all excited and started attacking it. You know how they act if they are standing on a piece of paper and you start pulling it out from under them? He started trying to bite the rug (and once or twice got the tile instead - ouch!) and jump on it and tried to get underneath it. So here I am, pulling the rug back and forth for about 5 minutes trying to amuse him.
Silly kitties.
Tubby
Spring 1986 - Dec. 11, 2004
RIP Big Boy
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Peanut
Fall 1988 - Jan. 24, 2007
RIP Snotty Girl
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Robin
Fall 1997 - Oct. 6, 2012
RIP Sweet Monkeyhead Girl
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