I came home today to not just the customary purrrr, but purrrr-crinkle. Smudge had decided to accessorize with a jaunty paper sidecar! He'd been monkeying around with the junkmail bag, and managed to get his entire front half through one of the handles. With classic feline I-meant-to-do-that aplomb, he followed me around as he normally does, kissing my toes and flopping over on his side for skritchies, still dressed for recycling and trailing bits of paper everywhere.



Love, Columbine