It was THIS BIG!
Sometime late last night after we were all in bed, the kitties were intent scrambling after each other…or something. Much crashing and banging occurred. I could almost hear them meowing, “Get outta mah way!! I got it!” For a while there was so much noise that my brain pounded away viciously. Such chaos!
This morning I found the source of the battle and subsequent chaos. It was a grandaddy long legs who apparently found overnight refuge in the bathtub.
Gizzie, then, who always sits in the tub when we start the morning, found it and made quick work of it. Rather proud of himself, he was.
So on with the day. The consumption of coffee followed by bedmaking and picking my book for the day are done. Let’s roll.