It wasn't my or my two angels
but rather a feisty little tortie that is owned by my co-worker. Ironically, the kitty's name is Angel, but she is a little stinker through and through!
So Kim was in the midst of cleaning up her basement this weekend, and had tranferred a bunch of packing peanuts to a smaller box, filling up the box. She had put it on top of the washing machine, and Angel was sneaking around, jumping up on the washer, grabbing a peanut and running as fast as she could out of the room! Of course, Kim was always in hot pursuit because she didn't want the kitties to eat them. The situation didn't lend itself to actual cleaning, so when Angel was otherwise occupied, Kim moved the box to another location. Well, Angel wasn't going to let her fun disappear. Kim heard the patter of little kitty feets and looked up just in time to see Angel in mid-air....
and land right in the box of peanuts, which then EXPODED all over the room! It was literally a kitty dive-bomb!
After which, Angel just peeked precociously out of the top of the box, her little head covered with peanuts.
So Kim was in the midst of cleaning up her basement this weekend, and had tranferred a bunch of packing peanuts to a smaller box, filling up the box. She had put it on top of the washing machine, and Angel was sneaking around, jumping up on the washer, grabbing a peanut and running as fast as she could out of the room! Of course, Kim was always in hot pursuit because she didn't want the kitties to eat them. The situation didn't lend itself to actual cleaning, so when Angel was otherwise occupied, Kim moved the box to another location. Well, Angel wasn't going to let her fun disappear. Kim heard the patter of little kitty feets and looked up just in time to see Angel in mid-air....
and land right in the box of peanuts, which then EXPODED all over the room! It was literally a kitty dive-bomb!
