Apparently mine is "bad". Or rather, "trouble maker".
I ask you, is this the face of a trouble makin kitty?
Mom took Wriggley out for a run this morning and when she got back, she found this:
So mom immediately looked at me. Something about this being my M.O.
Not to go against the kitty code and point the paw, but I wasn't the only cat out and about.
Now iffen it was me...
Not that I'm admittin to anything...but see, mom has a bad habit of leavin the nonperishable groceries by the door like that, and those had been there since Friday! Friday!
Consider it a friendly reminder for her to put them away. So I was really helpin out! Mom should be thankin me, maybe even giving me some extra treats.
Why, what would she do without me?