Ok, so I opened the pantry to get some soup, but instead found Jackson curled up on one of the shelves, having apparently opened the pantry door with his paws, walked inside, and proceeded to fall asleep in the pitch dark.
I quickly closed the door again, got my camera, and tried to get a good shot of him snoozing in there, but by then he'd foiled my plans and was headed out the door. This was the only picture (given the light) that was wasn't hopelessly blurred.
Friday, January 2
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4 comments:
Sweeeeeetiiiiie! :))))
what a sneaker
that redhead.
Hee, reminds me of something my own Troublepuss would get up to.
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