Err... perhaps it might be more accurate to say, "Time to CRUSH the donuts"?

I had a box of donuts from my mom last night. I for some reason brought the box upstairs and put it on my dresser (still am not sure why... perhaps it was in my hands as I walked upstairs to change )
Anyhow, somehow Pouncer thought that he was a chicken and needed to lay on the eggs... er... donuts. He was quite proud of himself.


Then hubby and I started laughing at the silly boy
Hey! Don't make fun me me! I've got a serious job here!


I'm not moving from this spot! Don't you dare try to move me!


What will my nawtee boy get into next!