Captain Kirk would be highly distressed,
written by Julie R. Neidlinger 3 comments link this postThe cat is going down.
He has discovered where I store my Bob-related props and sets, and has destroyed the space ship Captain's chair from the 2007 blogathon "Final Frontier Final" story.
The cat likes chewy, foamy things.
My mother's Dr. Scholl's shoe inserts have seen better days. We have a collection of pens with the grippers ripped to pieces. He eats my Old Navy flip flops with great regularity.
The foamy things do not keep him in "great regularity" however.
And now my Styrofoam-and-tape Captain's chair has teeth marks all over it. Captain Bob has nowhere to sit, should he decide to navigate the stars again.
I may have to end the cat.
Copyright (c) Julie R. Neidlinger 3/29/2008 04:25:00 PM
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3 Comments:
I used to have problems with my cat getting into everything. I thought I solved the problem by locking the important stuff away. Dang if I didn't find a duplicate key hidden away in the cat bed.
So now I use combination locks. I have, however, noticed that he has been lurking around whenever I go to open a lock...
By 
Rey, at
29/3/08 19:13
heh. no comment.
By 
jvjannotti, at
29/3/08 21:13
This wouldn't have happened if you'd dyed the cat blue.
By TimB, at
29/3/08 22:47
