So Tails has finally discovered the joy that is begotten from tearing apart the fluffy toilet paper rolls with his claws, and then buny kicking all of the entrails across the hallway. The first time I only saw the aftermath; bloody carnage spilt across a four foot squared area. The second time, I actually caught him in the process of finding a good area in which to ravage the TP, coming out of the bathroom with a nearly full roll in his jaws. After that, the TP started staying on a wire rack 5' off the floor. But to err is human, and the roll has been left on the vanity once or twice. Today was one of those times. I warn you, though this was the least violent of the attacks, the following picture may shock and disturb you in its graphic nature. Young children and those with heart conditions should leave the room:
Pretty funny!
