Meow our fellow followers. Hemi here for your amusement. We told you the little freak Don Juan would go down. We may have pushed him over the edge last night. Talk about getting even.
We waited until everyone here at the Hotel Thompson went to sleep. In fact, we even acted like we were sleeping. Then when darkness came down and the snoring from the humans started, me and Houdini crept into the living room to wait for the creep.. I mean Don Juan to make his nightly visit.
That’s when we heard him. He was in the liquor cabinet. That is strictly off limits. You have to be over five feet to enter that zone and trust me guys – he is not. He barely makes it over 10 inches. He crawled up into the cabinet and made himself a Bloody Mary – one of mom’s precious favorites.
When he wasn’t looking, I put some Tabasco sauce in the drink. Have you heard of the book Fifty Shades of Grey? Well, that little rascal turned fifty shades of various red after choking down the hot sauce. Meows and rolls around laughing. Score for the ninja kitty!