I'm pretty sure that destroying a nativity setting is a serious sin and if so Rooney is headed for kitty hell. I was worried about possible Christmas tree ornament mayhem but I never thought I'd catch a cat with the baby Jesus in his mouth! Let me explain. Each year the girls set up an extremely "original" depiction of the birth of the saviour featuring a host of lizards, horses, seals and other animals. This year the part of the baby Jesus was played by a baby tiger - O.K. that's bad enough! But it gets worse when a brain dead fur-face decides to attack the setting. On Christmas Eve Rooney figured that the plastic lizards tasted mighty good and ate the legs and tails off about eight of them. This had the predictable result. He threw up the next morning all over the buffet.
A learning experience you might think? Nope. The very next day I caught him with the baby tiger in his mouth he was gnawing on it. At that point I decided for his health I'd better put the whole thing away in the box for next year. Maybe he won't like the taste of plastic next year? If he starts chewing on the plaster- of- paris Wise men it could be even harder on his digestive system. That cat is just plain weird! xxx dad
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