Rocky very nearly met his maker - by my hand, this morning. I had just finished cleaning the kitchen floor. I was in the bathroom giving it a scrub, when I heard a thud. I didn't think too much of it, figured Rocky had jumped down off a chair or something. About 5 minutes later I walked back to the kitchen to discover That Cat had knocked over a big basket of potted plants. There was soil everywhere -- most of it had been spread around the kitchen floor as he chased clumps of dirt and dragged plants around the floor. While I was cleaning up the mess, That Cat inexplicably disappeared from the catastrophic area.
I tried hard to think of reasons not to kill him. Couldn't think of a one at the time....
This afternoon I thought of one. I took these photos to remind me that he isn't a devil all the time. He does bring great joy to Girl.
The groovy girl tent.
You know where this is going, right?
And finally, my personal favourite....
Looks like Rocky might have redeemed hiimself a little bit.
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