Embarrassing the cat …

… because his furry paws have been all over my keyboard this morning.

While we were away at TusCon, we got the following email from our roommate, regarding the younger cat, Mogget, the one who spent his kittenhood pretty much bent on world domination, but who in recent years has modified his goal to mere household domination instead:

Umm, do you remember that strip of flypaper in the kitchen? I hope you weren’t too attached to it cuz…it’s not there anymore!

Mogget found it.

I have a vague memory of seeing a curious paw out of the corner of my eye before the room suddenly exploded with a loud meow and a whirlwind of sticky, slimy, furry something. He spent the first 5 minutes trying to outrun it, then he tried tapdancing across your bedroom floor for a while (great way to pick up dust bunnies, by the way). I would have stopped to take a photo, but it seems cruel to prolong his suffering more than absolutely necessary. Poor baby did eventually let me remove the offending object, but there was still quite a bit of gluey stuff on his paw. That stuff really works!

We’re not laughing at you, Mogget … well, okay, maybe we are.

Poor kitty!

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