Sam: "Hey Mama! I've got Jennie (our cat) covered with pillows and she can't get out." He then runs off into the bathroom.
Me: Aloud as I threw back my blankets, "Oh, this can't be good." Poor cat was squished on a shelf on top of our hand towels. Sam had surrounded her with large bath towels so she was trapped.
Me: "Sam, why is there water all over the floor?"
Sam: "I was giving Jennie's head a bath."
I'm surprised that cat hasn't run away by now.
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For Sam's sake I hope Jennie is de-clawed! heh.
Can't wait for Kid Rock...how about I give you the cash money when we go? Then at least you'll know you'll have plenty of cash on hand for the casino! ;)
Sounds good to me!
Boys will be boys!
Chris
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