the dog i had while growing up had a neat trick for food- he knew he wasn't allowed to eat food that was on the table, but if it was on floor it was all his. one day there was a piece of toast sticking over the edge of the table. he carefully bumped it with his nose until it fell off the table, then he snatched it up and ate it. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/delight.gif" alt="" /> all we could do was laugh.
anyway, back to kitty- he's still being cute. i let him out of his room today so he could slowly get used to the rest of the apartment. he ran off and disappeared. i could hear him meowing, but i couldn't find him anywhere. finally i found him- he was in the bathtub. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/delight.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/kitty.gif" alt="" />
