I use bankers boxes to keep my quilt projects in. I kept finding the fabric pulled through the handle of my box. I would push it back in. I suspected a cat, but which one? Then I caught her.
Mystique used her claws to pull out my fabric. I said, "naughty" with a normal voice, not loud. She immediately stopped and started to bathe herself. I hurt her feelings. So I snuggled with her and distracted her with a cat toy, a mouse on a stretchy string.
We'll see if she leaves my fabric alone now.
This is the amazing bunch of items that I had to dig out of from under our covers before getting into bed. There are six doggy biscuits, two balls, a rope toy, and one remote. We are pretty sure it was Padawan who buried the treasures in the bed. *sigh* Life as a fur-baby parent. ;)
