I accidentally left the cage door open. 12 hours later, Oreo was still perched int he ipen door, staring wildly around, and Trudy had escaped to freedom.
Where “Escaped” means Oreo pushed Trudy off the edge of the cage or something, because I don’t think Trudy would have jumped on her own.
Trudy found the bag of treats, inhaled half, left a truly epic pile of turds, located a pile of dirty laundry, climbed in, chewed up a shirt and went to sleep.
Fortunatley it was an old shirt. I’m sure she’s probably nibbled her way through some other prized possessions, wires, priceless antiques, etc.
So I de-laundried her, turned her upside down and let Oreo* maul her for a bit.
*Where “Mauled” is equal to “Sniffed then stepped on in order to run up to one shoulder”.
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