For some reason I always get all the blame for all the mischief around here, but this time I have proof that Scratchy did it.
Check out this picture.
Scratchy’s on top of the laundry room cabinets.
And it’s sure a good thing that opening to the attic is closed up tight.
Because my person said when it was first put there – way back before I lived here – the cover wasn’t over the hole and Scratchy discovered it before she did.
But since Scratchy couldn’t escape that way he tried another way.
And don’t think Scratchy was just sniffing the air because he didn’t stay at the entrance.
Who knows where Scratchy would have ended up if I hadn’t put a stop to it.
If Scratchy doesn’t stay where he belongs I’m going to have to do something about it.
Like lock him up in cat jail.
I’m the only one around here who’s allowed to be an escape artist.