I knew Seamus loved plastic bags, but today his love bit him in the bottom. I never leave them out once I empty them, but I laid a plastic bag near the litterbox just now so in five minutes after I was done getting ready I could scoop his box. Silly boy thought it was a toy and got into it and started rustling around. Then he startled himself rustling around and got caught in the handle and ran up and down the house like a maniac trying to get out of it, then settled in his safe spot under the bed... so there I go, off chasing him, the bag is sticking out from under the bed, I yank, got most of it, then maniac mode again... I had to catch the quick little bugger and get the rest off...
Learned my lesson, and so did he... literally put it down for a minute and he got himself in a mess!
Learned my lesson, and so did he... literally put it down for a minute and he got himself in a mess!