Meet Starla and Buster. Oh, sure. They look sweet. But, as I lay here in the dark and warm cocoon of my bed covers I’m listening to them tear into the small trashcan next to my favorite chair in the living room. Of course, they know they’re not supposed to be in it. If IContinue reading “My Cats Are In The Trash.”
I’m not seeing the bed in there … oh, wait. Found it. Are those – – – fake flowers hanging from the purse?