Mac, our youngest kitty must have a death wish. We got home from church today, and immediately we see Jenny laying on top of the Fireplace Mantel. No problem, at least for the moment. Shadow is nowhere to be seen, and neither was Mac. At least not at first.

We finally spotted him up on top of one of the bookcases in the living room. The one where we had two containers of artificial flowers. This has been a bone of contention. He and Jenny, but mostly Mac we think, have been going after these flowers. There was some fake Baby’s breath in the one, that he has pretty much destroyed.

At any rate we see him up there, and yell at him to get down. Usually when we catch him on the counter, and yell at him he gets down. Not today. He gives us this defiant #@$% you! look, and digs in. I went for the squirt bottle. I squirted him about a dozen times in the face. All he does is to give me a dirty look. I finally had to reach up and drag him down.

Sue meanwhile gets the flowers down and grumbling, tries to salvage them. We have come to the conclusion that we are going to have to get a wire or mesh type hanging bracket, and hang our flowers and plants from the ceiling. For the time being, we have to store them in the garage.

To add insult to injury, the little shit is now attempting to get over on the other side of my desk for some reason. I have had to pick him up several times and send him the other direction. I now have the squirt bottle here in case… Although earlier that certainly didn’t seem to be much of a deterrent. We console ourselves with the knowledge that a week from tomorrow, he is getting neutered! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!