Well Babs has solidified her favorite child status despite working her way under the sheets every night to put her cold paws on my back. Because i came home to a very interesting scene yesterday.
Came home from work decided to cut through the shop under my apartment, one of the workers stops me with an amused look.
“Hey thought i should warn you the Beans been having the time of her life today.”
“There’s been loud crashing all morning and afternoon, was kinda concerned but didn’t want to go up without your permission.”
Now the biggest problem with this is the fact that Bean was at my parents all day and therefore not home to cause chaos.
Go into the stairwell to find a pile of toys and shoes at the bottom of the stairs. Look up to find my large potted plant on its side teetering at the top of the stairs. Soil everywhere but thankfully it wasn’t in a ceramic pot.
Go upstairs and it looks like a bomb went off. The Christmas tree i never took down last year was on the ground. Couch cushions were in disarray. The Beans toy box had been emptied.
Found Babs hiding under her blanket in my office. And the culprit well:
Squeaks has solidified the fact that I’m a cat person not a kitten person. And these next three months can’t go by fast enough until she is no longer my problem. Because unfortunately i will not be keeping her, i wasnt intending to get another cat and just found her in the rain (thanks cat distribution system). So I’m keeping her until she’s spayed then she’s moving in with my brother (he doesn’t know how much of a hellion she is). How a five pound kitten tossed that plant i have no idea.
So yes Babs is my favorite child, the Bean is automatically disqualified as she tries to eat rocks and causes me so much stress.