...was a bad idea.
Convenient, but unfortunately the Mighty Huntress (Gidget, that is) brings all the yard critters inside. We're talking *live* cicadas as big as my palm, terrified mice squeaking pathetically...if the door were bigger I'd probably be seeing half eaten neighbor kids on my basement floor.
She just came waltzing in with this cicada flapping in her maw that could have carried her away if it'd been thinking.
So the door is closed and Gidgie is standing by it glaring at me. Kiki Stinkertoes is indignant - "What?? I didn't do anything! Why can't *I* use the door???"
Ugh. I hate cats.
Convenient, but unfortunately the Mighty Huntress (Gidget, that is) brings all the yard critters inside. We're talking *live* cicadas as big as my palm, terrified mice squeaking pathetically...if the door were bigger I'd probably be seeing half eaten neighbor kids on my basement floor.
She just came waltzing in with this cicada flapping in her maw that could have carried her away if it'd been thinking.
So the door is closed and Gidgie is standing by it glaring at me. Kiki Stinkertoes is indignant - "What?? I didn't do anything! Why can't *I* use the door???"
Ugh. I hate cats.