Showing posts with label trash. Show all posts
Showing posts with label trash. Show all posts
Monday, July 21, 2008
Dumpster Diving
Mimi and her trash. She loves trash and loves to dumpster dive for her next piece of trash to play with, my trash can of paper beside the computer being her favorite.
She'll find that special piece of trash, look at you like 'don't you take this away from me!' and then run off with her score.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
The Thrill of the Hunt
I finally figured out what Mimi is doing when she brings junk in from the garage. She's hunting, and since there are no real creatures out there (at least I HOPE there are no real creatures out there) she brings me her kills in the form of: pieces of scrap wood, a large piece of cellophane off of a filter package, and assorted pieces of paper. (We have a really really junky messy garage) She brings them in with that 'look what I brought you for dinner' meow and drops them by the food dishes in the kitchen.
I praise her for being such a good little huntress.
She's such a little sweetie.
I praise her for being such a good little huntress.
She's such a little sweetie.
Sunday, July 13, 2008
This Is What
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Mimi's Favorite Playthings
Mimi loves to play. With trash. She likes to find little pieces of trash or balled up paper either from the trash can or out in the wilds of the garage and she will entertain herself for hours with trash.
Today she found a bar code.
She carried that bar code around, hiding it in the couch cushions and dropping it on the floor to chase.
Oops, watch out, someone else wants to play with my bar code!
And here comes nosy Buddy who always has to get in on the action!
What have you got there? I want to play too!
Today she found a bar code.
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