Yesterday was Little Cats second full day of freedom ~
The morning began with the same list as yesterday ~ Miss Sniffalot went about checking the domicile for everything and anything that would be different than she recalled from previous ventures… There was a good many stuffs that were changed.
The main stairs got a thorough sniff ~ the loft stairs were shunned, for there was a new trail to the garage door, where mum and Old Dog went out in the morning ~
There was another cat in the mirror on the door to the garage…
**fluff fur to look bigger**
(HA! ‘We’ win! ‘We’ walk away, tail in the air…)
Whats’ this? Another TRAIL!!!
What is it? OH! Mums SHOES!!! Oh lovely, lovely manure!
LETS RUB ON IT!!!
oh the ECSTASY! Oh the BITS of SHIT that STICK to our FUR!!
wait… ‘WE’ don’t CARE!!!
Because ‘we’ will NOW rip madly through the house all fluffed up like ‘our’ ass is on fire!
**ZIP ZAM POWIE aaaand SWOOSH!!**
After spending more time than she wanted picking up, Mum has now implemented a new rule…
NEVER will she wear her manure flecked boots into the house again…mud room be damned!