
- Zee on the floor inspecting the packing supplies and Mia in the box.
Lovely, just lovely… I turn my back for one second and look what happened. All the mystery boxes that nobody seems to know anything about that I was going to return, have been OPENED by the cats and they have made a HUGE mess! Not to mention, they have been using my scissors again which I have told them over and over, they are not allowed to do…
They’re not even bothering to deny it at this point and are giving me the argument that they are cats, these are boxes, therefore they must be opened and jumped into. The need to climb in a box is a natural born instinct… Duh, and you call yourself an educated cat blogger, they seem to imply…
The ridiculous thing, they don’t even care what’s in the box. They have flung everything out onto the floor, just so they can do their “don’t I look cute sitting in an empty box thing.” (Yes)
Well, the damage is done. Now I have to keep the stuff and I am completely stressed out. It looks like nothing but cat items, which my spoiled cats need NONE of, so now I have to rack my brain to figure out what to do with it all – I’m claustrophobic enough as it is and I can barely get to my computer climbing over all this paraphernalia.
The cats are just staring at me with a bored look and are telling me to take a “chill pill.” Zee and Zoey claim that they will figure something out and take care of everything for me. Oh great, I feel so reassured now… I can only imagine what trickery and magic they have up their little paws…