Maisie once managed to get into my purse and unwrap and eat an unused tampon. That was the day I realized he knows how to open zippers. I still have no idea what caused him to go to all that trouble, since it wouldn't have had much of a smell. He got it out of the applicator and everything! Why, Maisie? Why?
Another time Maisie ate a quarter of a bar of soap before I caught him and took it away. It had come in the mail, and he discovered it before I did.
The weirdest thing Zephyr ever had was... um... a drink. Once when he was a kitten I was having a Kahlua and milk, and I wondered if Zephyr would bother it (this was before I got Maisie,) so I held it where he could smell it, and he wrinkled his nose and backed away. I stupidly figured this meant it smelled bad to him and he wouldn't bother it, so I left it on my desk, went and used the bathroom, threw in a load of laundry, and puttered around a bit.
When I returned, a good third of my drink was gone, and my kitten couldn't walk a straight line. It was funny and horrible at the same time. I felt like a terrible mom, and I have never made the mistake of leaving unattended alcohol near him again.
The Boys: Maisie, Zephyr, and Cullen.
Last edited by Blakeney Green; 01-21-2013 at 02:33 PM.