Pushing boundaries

I think it’s time to cue up some George Thorogood & The Destroyers, as in “Bad to the Bone.”

You might remember that post from last month when I mentioned that I had started out the new year by misbehaving, and that there had been no consequences. I said I would keep you posted on the situation. Well, little has changed since then …

*Oh, you were planning to wear this sweater?*

*You don’t expect me to wait around until you decide to open the new bag of food, do you?*

*Why is it that forbidden things always taste better?*

*I know I’m not supposed to be up here, but those fake flowers smelled so delightful!*

*I’m sorry, did I just accidentally force-quit what you were working on?*

2 thoughts on “Pushing boundaries”

Dear Mr. Oxbow,
Hmmmmm, seems like your highly intelligent self is wicked BORED! I understand the seductive force of boredom. Your mamas are home more often now…and you don’t have as much private time for yourself. That can be a little frustrating my little furry feline. I guess you figured, why not get into little things to cajole and annoy your Mammas…..what fun! Keeps them on their toes and on alert to pay attention to their beloved housemate (you)!

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