Oh good grief.
Our cat, previously known as Killer and currently known as Inept, brought something into the house this morning.
I didn't realize it at first. I knew the cat was acting all strange, in a "Hey! Where'd it go? I left it right here! Where'd it go?" kind of way. So I put the cat outside and, wincing, waited to find the maimed lizard or mouse somewhere. I hoped it wasn't a snake.
A couple hours later, as I'm carrying laundry to the laundry room, I spy...
a bunny.
Sitting in the corner. Looking terrified. Then, it bolted. The last time I saw it, it was scampering under one of my kid's beds. It isn't there anymore. I know, I looked. So now there are little piles of lettuce in various locations, in case it gets hungry. And the cat is still outside.
Wascally Wabbit.
I can't help but chuckle at some of your days. Don't worry, the Spouse will come home and catch it- here wabbit wabbit, come on little bunny... Denise
ReplyDeleteGood luck with that!
ReplyDeleteI have to agree with PP. I can't help but chuckle either! Between the firetrucks and now this!? Awesome. :)
ReplyDeleteOMGoodness you have to LOVE the gifts cats bring us.... just to tell us that they "love us" ... who ever came up with that idea needs help!
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