Thirty eight years of "parenting" have come to this:
Jet - there is nothing he won't try, there is no rule he will not break.
And this is Ray. He is our "good" cat.
It's no wonder I need to close my daycare. I've lost all authority in this house. Even the cats know that.
This just in:
And this is what a roll of toilet paper looks like EVEN when it is stored "safely" behind a child-proof cupboard in the bathroom: