The next minute, she’s being a horrid little wretch!
This was her about 8PM….curled up in our fruit bowl. Sweet. By 9PM, she had been scolded for getting in a cabinet that Ernie left open…and by 9:30PM, she was in the dog house for jumping the uppermost cabinets and knocking out a biscotti jar…which hit the countertop, breaking and fell to the floor where it shattered on impact. Ernie had to clean that mess up while I cleaned countertops and the stove. Now she’s hiding in the bedroom doorway keeping a very low profile! There are days….
Susan ~ Patchkat