Posted November 15, 2007 by lauowolf in Uncategorized. 14 Comments
"Did you just see a small cat with a small folded washcloth go by?"The kitten just stole Sair's washcloth off the edge of the tub.He's taken it somewhere to deal with it in private.
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Posted by Aubrey on November 14, 2007 at 11:36 pm
A kitteh works in mysterious ways.
You must not question him.
Posted by lauowolf on November 14, 2007 at 11:43 pm
Well we had been questioning his face washing skills….
Posted by musicchick2 on November 15, 2007 at 1:23 am
Aha! Perhaps he is embarrassed by his less than pristine personal hygiene. So now he is assessing the washcloth method of facial cleansing. Better lock up the fancy bath linens!
Posted by Drude on November 15, 2007 at 2:47 am
I bet kitn thought he heroically saved Sair from the terrible fate of getting his face wet…
Posted by Carlisa on November 15, 2007 at 3:22 am
LOL at Drude!
Lauo—Did you check the linen closet. Maybe kitty was just tidying up.
Posted by snoringKatZ on November 15, 2007 at 3:59 am
Cleanliness is next to kittybutts.
Posted by Robbbiedobbbie on November 15, 2007 at 4:10 am
Sweeet kitty! Sweetie used to carry sox around, and leave them in other places, after he beat the into submission with his back feet. Maybe that washcloth met the same fate?
Posted by Crom74 on November 15, 2007 at 5:08 am
I'll keep an eye out…
Posted by SweetMisery on November 15, 2007 at 11:07 am
I love it. Secret kitten adventures. Oh my.
Posted by lauowolf on November 15, 2007 at 12:05 pm
We found it this morning under the table, quite unfolded and defeated looking.
Posted by Robbbiedobbbie on November 15, 2007 at 12:26 pm
poor washcloth. all washed up. 🙂
Posted by Lurkertype on November 15, 2007 at 2:27 pm
This is the tuxedo boy, yes?TK's fond of dragging fabric things that are larger than he is around the house.
Posted by §abba on November 15, 2007 at 4:29 pm
Oh goodness! Cats are so funny! Sibyl does the same thing with plastic spoons. She'll carry them around with her till she loses them… and then I find them weeks later by stepping on one in my closet.
Posted by Dancing Bear on November 18, 2007 at 5:08 pm
I'm afraid it's dead Lauo. We'll have to get another. Zola takes my collar stays from my dress shirts and I would love if she got two and walked into the room with tusks.
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