Yesterday morning I woke up and went into the bathroom. To my surprise, there was a fish swimming in my toilet.
Not just any fish, mind you, but Kiki's iridescent stuffed fish.
How, you might ask, did that fish get in the toilet? Three guesses and the first two don't count. So now I have to keep my toilets closed or various Kiki possessions will end up in a watery grave. I managed to save her green fluffy boa because she didn't hit the bowl, just draped it over the side of the seat.
And I am also in the market for a kitty wrestling ring so that Claudia and Kiki can have their cage match and get it over with:
Not just any fish, mind you, but Kiki's iridescent stuffed fish.
How, you might ask, did that fish get in the toilet? Three guesses and the first two don't count. So now I have to keep my toilets closed or various Kiki possessions will end up in a watery grave. I managed to save her green fluffy boa because she didn't hit the bowl, just draped it over the side of the seat.
And I am also in the market for a kitty wrestling ring so that Claudia and Kiki can have their cage match and get it over with: