When Pippin is driving us crazy (say, trying to eat our dinner off our plates, or leaping, claws extended, onto my back for no reason), we sometimes lock him up in the pantry.
Pippin has learned how to open the pantry door from the inside. He did it three times today.
This can’t be good.
Posted by Mike at September 25, 2005 07:33 PMHmmmm.
Why does the "velociraptor in the kitchen" scene of Jurassic Park come to mind?
Hmmmm.
Posted by: Just Al on September 25, 2005 07:51 PM