AAaaargh that cat!
He just trotted in here holding a great big head of broccoli (calabrese for the americans here!) in his mouth by its stalk. It looked as if he'd been beating up on it, bits of it hanging off. He looked so proud of himself, I think he was bringing me his 'kill'
I managed to get it from him and went to the kitchen and put it in the fridge.
I turned round, and there he was - back in the vegetable rack, this time about to run off with a bag of chillies.
I had to wrestle the things from him, I swear he had a chilli in his mouth and was biting down on it while I was trying to remove it. It was a chilli tug-of-war and bits of chilli and bag went everywhere, I had to prise it out of his mouth.
I have had to lock the vegetable rack in the bathroom to keep him away from my veg! We already have the onions and garlic in a cupboard because he tries to bat them down the hall, and we're very short of cupboard space. Of course sweeping up the mess took about 3 attempts with him leaping into the dust pan and scattering the remains even further afield.
What am I going to do with him?
He just trotted in here holding a great big head of broccoli (calabrese for the americans here!) in his mouth by its stalk. It looked as if he'd been beating up on it, bits of it hanging off. He looked so proud of himself, I think he was bringing me his 'kill'
I turned round, and there he was - back in the vegetable rack, this time about to run off with a bag of chillies.
I have had to lock the vegetable rack in the bathroom to keep him away from my veg! We already have the onions and garlic in a cupboard because he tries to bat them down the hall, and we're very short of cupboard space. Of course sweeping up the mess took about 3 attempts with him leaping into the dust pan and scattering the remains even further afield.
What am I going to do with him?