Having just written about villains, I suppose it’s appropriate to come home to this scene. I mean, it’s just my luck, right? Two dastardly miscreants banding together cannot be a good thing, especially for me. The ne’er-do-well has had it out for me ever since I put a baby lock on the treat cabinet, thereby successfully foiling her ongoing thievery. Should I even try to sleep tonight? Or should I just fortify myself with caffeine so that I can keep a hyped-up eye out for trouble? The sad thing is, I’m not sure who is more nefarious…Penguin or the ne’er-do-well (aka Holly). For all I know, SHE’s the voice whispering evil-nothings in HIS ear, not the other way round. Say a prayer for me, my friends. I’m going to need all the help I can get.
That last picture – you are soooooooooooo screwed! She knows. You know that she knows. She knows that you know that she knows…
so funny –
don’t forget people are staff as far as cats are concerned.
LOLOLOL too funny. And cats are like that so you might want to lock your bedroom door, put duct tape around the cracks and sleep with your clothes on.