A quick note to drop in and say hi. My mom is visiting us from Mexico,
so I haven't had time to read the group. Purrs to all in need though.
We took mom to Houston to visit Tom's parents and the art museum there
(it's really good). She closed the door to her room before we left
because she didn't want the cats roaming around "her" bed. I keep
telling her it's the cats' house, but she insists it's "her" room while
she's visiting. :)
Anyhow, we didn't realize Fez had snuck in and hid in the room when we
left. When we came home and opened the room, it was a mess! Things were
on the floor and there was even a little pile of poop in the carpet.
Poor Fezie was trapped for at least half a day, until the pet sitter
came to feed them dinner. She heard him cry and liberated him.
You'd think that would teach him a lesson, right? Wrong. I just heard
him crying *again* trapped in the guest bedroom. I wonder if I should
let him out... :)