It starts out innocently enough. Two cats on the bed, one with her paws resting cutely on the scarf I’m drying.
Then Ruby spies a yarn end. This cat cannot resist anything string-like.
Yup, it’s over.
(I love how Zelda in the background could care less.)
Ruby was quickly removed from the scene, and the scarf was saved.
One day I’ll learn that it always ends like this.
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