BAD CAT

Yesterday we talked about how Dooley was bad. Well, today it is Mr. Bojangles turn... Remember how in the series of posts I did about our move I talked about how Mr. Bojangles got "lost" in our basement? Well, he has done that a number of times...

Jason had to install a lock on the inside of the door so we can lock the cat out of the basement when we go down there. Our basement is really like a set of stairs that lead to the washer and dryer. The walls do not go floor to ceiling. They go floor to shoulder height and then you can see the complete underside of the house... Including dirt, dead bugs, insulation, wires, and other creepy, crawly, nasty, freaky, stuff. So naturally the cat LOVES to go downstairs and roll in the stuff that will likely kill him. 

I took the below picture one of the times I "lost" him and he obviously wasn't interested in coming out. BAD CAT.

When he finally comes out he is COVERED in nastiness... 

So as punishment he gets a bath :)

Also, remember that one time I came home from work and saw this?

No?

Maybe you should ask THIS GUILTY BOY what happened:

Jason tried to blame it on Dooley, but we all know Dooley is too good of a boy to tear my house apart. Maybe this was Bojangles' way of punishing us for letting the dog eat all his food. Ha!

<3 From Virginia