-My cat, a fearsome inveterate hunter, came in the living room to pridefully show me his prey: a sock.
-To go outside, my cat prefers to meow at the door that doesn’t have a cat flap rather than go through the one that does.
-My cat, a fearsome inveterate hunter, came in the living room to pridefully show me his prey: a sock.
-To go outside, my cat prefers to meow at the door that doesn’t have a cat flap rather than go through the one that does.
What was the Forbidden Item?
A live hedgehog. He was obsessed with them. They would roll up tight to protect themselves and he’d grab them, prickles and all. To get them off him was a real pain, literally. What worked best was holding his head so tight he couldn’t move, and repeatedly pinching his nose until he dropped the poor creature. We both caught ringworm, a variety unique to hedgehogs.