|Woolies found inside cat tent|
|Woolies found on former porch floor|
|Four woolies in the dining room|
|A fifth woolie in the dining room!|
|Woolie on the stairs|
|Chuck says, "It isn't me!"|
Okay, Chuck...whatever you say. How do you explain the wet drool marks, then? Oh, you are napping and cannot be disturbed? Pardon me, Oh Big Black Cat, Sir Slinky In A Fur Suit. I'll tiptoe around all the woolies on the floor, moving quietly away...
P.S. Chuck and Angel thank you all for the birthday wishes! As a special treat for the day, they both got a sprinkle of nutritional yeast on their dinner. I know, I know...I spoil those two rotten! Chuck's intestinal issues mean we cannot deviate from the prescribed meds and foods right now, and whatever we set out for one is also eaten by the other. We must err on the side of caution right now.