Getting ready to leave the house this morning. E and Rascal are standing at the screen door. E waiting to open it to leave and Rascal ready to escape.
You ready to go?
‘Yaaaaaaaaaaahhh!!!’
Okay hold on, I’m going to take something for my sinuses.
* I walk back to kitchen and then back to front door only to notice E standing there and Rascal is gone
Where’s Rascal?
‘He’s gone’
Where did he go?!
‘Out der. He’s gone’
You let him outside! E! We don’t let cats outside!!
‘Dat way. He’s gone’
I panic as I do not have time to search the neighbourhood for my darn cat. So I shake his treats…. and he freaking comes out from under the couch
My kid is an asshole. She knew he was under the couch too!
Moe Reality 