A blog about the English life of an American kitty who lives with one human woman and one indentured servant man and sometimes two young boys.
Monday, February 16, 2009
These two trays were perched precariously on the edge of the counter and when I merely tried to sniff them they fell off onto the hard floor. Well... the clanging noise was so loud that it scared me to death. I had to hide behind the sofa for a bit and it took a good 10 minutes for the furs on my tail to calm down.