Along the journey to retrieve a much beloved magnetic measuring spoon I knocked behind the stove, I unveiled this most shocking discovery:
Besides the general SIIIIIIICK that dwells in this place … Hooraaaaay! It’s Barley’s hoarding spot! Only since he’s a cat, he is too adorably stupid to realize the possessions he “hides” here can never be retrieved.
After cleaning up the nastiness, I reintroduced B to his favorite toy and most menacing enemy fo life: The Dollar Tree Fish Toy. Nothing, I repeat, nothing gets him going as much as this thing. He goes wild for it and immediately starts breathing heavily when he sees this obviously intimidating chunk of cotton-stuffed burlap. Le Kitteh is le happeh once again.