the kitten chronicles - part 187

The cruel reign of Rooney, "The World's Fussiest Interior Decorator" continues. Last night I was quietly watching The Real Housewives of Beirut, or maybe Pittsburgh,( but they were really tanned!) And then CRASH. I rushed into the darkened living room flipped on the lights and there in pieces was Rooney's latest victim - a small jade elephant. Formerly a symbol of good luck. But no more. Rooney was unashamed. He pointed his paw at it as if to say, "All clutter must go." Then of course he ran out of the room as fast as he could go before I could catch him. "Spartan" is how he likes things. Especially the mantle piece. "Too many darn curios", he fumes and then with a casual paw he dispatches the offending bric-a-brac. Oh, he also knocked over Sam's paper angel in a pickle jar - but it missed the floor and it was saved by falling into the wood pile. I do draw the line at him destroying vital childhood memories. That's just going too far. But in his tiny fur brain he's simply doing the world a service. Frankly, I could loan him out to the people who produce the TV show, Hoarders. He'd get rid of the stuff in no time flat. Smash! Crash! Boom! No more hoard. You're free!" Thank you, oh great furry black and white saviour I accumulated all this stuff over an entire lifetime and you liberated me in mere minutes". Wait, there's another crash coming from the Muskoka room - it better not be my bass...xxxdad