This icon was gleefully "borrowed " from Miss Anne's blog " Calamity Anne's Adventures "..so thanks dear for the freebie!
SU and I became a crime statistic in 2000.
Our home was robbed while we were at work , but thankfully no one was hurt and people went to jail.
The system works y'all.
We realized that out oldest cat, Munchkin aka Nee Nee Puddins was in the area of the initial break in and as a result we were unable to find her for a solid five hours.
Clever thing that she is, she found a bolt hole under the water bed behind the captains drawers..under the bed itself.
I never knew that there was an open space like that not being a designer of said water beds and all.
For the longest time and I mean years here, she would not venture out from her safe room except to slip a few feet down the hall to the kids bathroom aka the guest bath to hit the boxes located artfully in the bathtub behind the shower curtain.
Slowly but surely she began to venture out on Saturday night as I instituted "Caturday" also known as Mommy throws the nip down on their rug and they can par-tay.
Time and additions went on and she began to venture out for wet food at the communal dipping out of the " For Bast's sake WOMAN...FEED US NAOW".
Lately, she has begun to slip up on the arm of my chair for noogies and skritches and generally plonking after the required three turns in my lap.
If I am occupado, she will go over to the sofa where Daddy is laid out and plotz on him....
Damn dear...only took ya 11 years.
Welcome back Puddins..we missed ya.
Have great day.