Mere moments after I replaced the upstairs bathroom's toilet paper, I returned to the same bathroom, and lo, there was a tremendous mound of snowy, unused TP sitting under an empty roll.
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I can just imagine Stan's delight in finding a new source of entertainment. Reminds me of the chapter in one of the Ramona Quimby books where the heroine squeezes out all the toothpaste in a brand new tube, just for the sheer joy of it. I'm just glad that our dear little kitty didn't take it in his head to run all over the house and deck the halls with streams of paper. ( fa la la la la la la la la)
By order of me, henceforth all bathroom doors in this house are to be shut at all times, except upon entering and exiting said rooms.
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Cats and bathrooms never seem to combine well.
*giggle*
Sounds like fun. I think I'll try it.
hahahaa. One more reason I won't be owning pets :-)
LOL! Tugger used to do that when he was young. And he loved to play with cardboard tubes (TP and paper towel tubes).
I loved the Ramona books when I was young . . . you took me back to my childhood, Claire! I haven't thought of those books in ages.
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