One night, Kitty Boy, (who had been in the garage during an earlier storm) decided to spend the night (unbeknownst to us). Kitty Boy is our feral who now thinks he owns us. And he decided a little midnight snack was in order. Hmmm, I don't know what that wood thing is on top but bet I can open that bag anyhow!
Enjoy!
Too stinkin' funny!
ReplyDeleteSorry, couldn't resist, Jill.
-grin-