Cats

Eating My Words…in Crustless Sandwich Form

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Remember these two? They moved in just over a week ago. I wrote about how that all came about in this post.

And in that post, I wrote this:

And then Bill came over, and right about then, Alex turned to say he WISHED we could bring one of the kittens home.

And we said "Okay. How about both?"

And his eyes and mouth became enormous Os, and I'm telling you that look of stunned joy already forgives any damage the kittens do to my hands and legs as they learn when to use their claws and when not to.

(italics added for emphasis in this here post today that I'm writing right now, today.)

What I didn't realize, when I made that vow, was that it wasn't my hands and legs that were in danger, but SHADY AND DISREPUTABLE LOAVES OF BREAD PERCHING OMINOUSLY ON THE COUNTER BESIDE THE TOASTER AND THE COFFEE FILTERS!!!!!

This morning in the kitchen, while I was talking to my sister on the phone, Alex, who had been following Scratchy around trying to play with him, asked "Mom, why is the bread under here?"

I said "Huh?" in my snappy, sharp-witted way, and looked under the pie safe where he was pointing.

And sure enough, there was the plastic-wrapped portion of a loaf of white bread I'd made.� UNDER the pie safe. �On the floor.

And now, my white bread, tattered and pathetic looking, was on the floor.

I snatched it up and cradled it lovingly in my arms (okay, I didn't do the cradling part) and then set it down gently on the counter by the sink, all the while giving my sister the play-by-play of this tragedy as it unfolded.

And here are some photos I took (of course).

WARNING: �THE FOLLOWING PHOTOS ARE OF A GRAPHIC NATURE AND MAY BE DISTURBING OR OFFENSIVE TO SOME. �PROCEED WITH CAUTION.

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Yes.� This is all that remains, once the kitten damage was trimmed off.� Two slices fit in the same slot in the toaster now.

Looks like I'll be baking some bread today.

And maybe purchasing a bread box to store it in.

Do they come equipped with padlocks?

P. S.� I don't know why those little square things keep appearing in between sentences.� I don't know what they are or why they keep popping up in this post even after I've deleted them.� Grrr.

3 thoughts on “Eating My Words…in Crustless Sandwich Form

  1. What sweet kitties. They are sooooooo cute.

    I solved that problem by putting my cats in “kitty jail” whenever we leave the house, or go to bed.

    “kitty jail” is our downstairs mudroom that has their litter, food and water in it.

    Even cute kitties can not be trusted.

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