We were awakened at 4 am by a lot of banging sounds eminating from our bathroom. When I opened the bathroom door to investigate, Freckles dashed by me and took off down the stairs hauling a braided leather belt I had left hanging on the hook of the bathroom door.
Forget the catnip toys and battery operated floppy fish, the stolen belt is now their new favorite toy. Bruce and I took turns all day long playing a game of chase the belt with them. Every time we sat down to rest, one of them picked it up, dropped the belt at our feet and started meowing for us to continue the game.
I don't think there's much chance of my ever getting my belt back They carry it from room to room with them , and rest on top of it lest we get any ideas about returning it to my closet.
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