This is a Mother's point of view watching three small children grow up and the fun, mishaps and life's miracles that occur even on small levels everyday
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Home Alone part 17
It's not McCully Caulkin, but just as cute! Maybe this suitcase was on it's way to France or Buffalo. Whatever the destination, it was left behind in the kitchen for a week alone with Moxie the wild Manx. While the Parrish family enjoyed their giant turkey legs in Animal Kingdom, little did we suspect that Moxie was enjoying getting fed baby food through the Turkey Canjun Injector . Our pet sitter thought Moxie was not eating and so decided what better way to force feed a kitten than with the Cajun Injector syringe. I'm glad I wasn't here to see that! Just like her human counterpart(again McCully) Moxie tore the house apart while we were gone. She loves to jump in a huge potted fake plant and pull all the raffia out and drag it up the stairs. She found my nut balls( they are decorative balls covered in nuts, why I have them who knows) and batted them around the floor until all the nuts were off. She pulled the plastic balls out of Adeline's ball pit and rolled them all over until the floor looked like a birthday party at McDonalds playland. And the best thing of all were the tasty finds in our bedroom. She had apparently decided to rip into her kitten chow bag and overate. This is the scenario I created in my mind, Moxie eats and eats as if she were stranded on raft floating at sea and this is her last bag of kitten food. Then barfs, sees there is still food, so eats more, barfs, goes back to eat, barfs, on and on and on. Someone stop the madness, break out the cajun injector for God's sake. I guess to a 10 week old kitten this was the life of Riley for those 5 days the humans were gone.
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very funny. i didn't hear the story about the injector!
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