A couple of days ago my daughter came in to wake me up in the morning saying, “Mama, Mama! Toulouse is getting into your drawer.” I mumbled and then said, “Did you smack him?” She said, “Yes.” I said, “Good” while promptly rolling over thinking the problem is over. Nope.
Hazel came dashing back up to my room saying, “Mama, mama! He’s doing it again! Toulouse is in your drawer and messing up your stuff!” I said, “Didn’t you smack him?” She said, “Yes, but he’s not listening! He’s being a bad cat!” Grumbling I got out of bed and when I made it down stairs not only was my drawer open, but the stuff in it was damaged. Some of Hazel’s art, and a set of pictures were perforated.
After dealing with the mess I put duct tape over the drawer. So far, so good. If he manages to figure out how to remove the duct tape then he deserves to muck with my stuff. Though at some point I’ll replace the duct tape with velcro. It works on the bottom drawer which came with the velcro on it to help keep it closed.
Of course, NOW my husband believes me. It wasn’t until Hazel got involved and I had a second witness to all this did he know the truth of it. I don’t know why he didn’t before. Afterall, Torakun taught Kittyrat and Toulouse how to open cabinet doors (which doesn’t work so well if the magnet to keep them closed is in good working order), so why not a small drawer?
Recently:
- Out of the Mouth of Babes
- Hazel’s Talk on Jesus always obeying Heavenly Father
- Lazy Game Design
- Teacher-centered vs Child-centered Classrooms
- An Aesthetic Experience
- The Looking Glass Wars – Arch Enemy
- Whatever You Want.
- Woof.
- Facebook for me
- What Hazel wrote on the computer.
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