Saturday, October 1, 2011

hurricane Charlotte

You wouldn't think a tiny little kitten could make all that much of a mess. Really, she barely weighs a solid pound soaking wet, how much havoc could she wreck?

I'll tell you how much...this much.

Just look. The mess starts at the floor with the blocks, shoes, and doll accessories. Then it's strewn all over the stairs until you get to the landing with blankets, stuffed animals and more shoes in piles. You'd think this was the work of the kids or even our resident dogs/Tasmanian devils. But nope, the culprit can be found perched atop the chaos all worn out from her frenzied sweep up the stairs.

And don't let that sweet face fool you. She's a master of looking sweet and innocent having learned it from Mudge, for whom the phrase "puppy dog eyes" was invented.

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