So I think it might be time for me to clean up my room. It’s been pretty much deemed a disaster area after getting home last Sunday. Clothes…everywhere. Dirty and clean. Apparently Ricki is happy about it though. Piles of clothing create great beds for him.
However…I think he might be getting a little to comfortable with the mess in my room. When he hopped up on my bed today after taking a quick snooze in the laundry, he seemed to be carrying a bit of weight. Sure enough, when I looked at his butt, there was my bright red sports bra, hanging on his tail.
He didn’t seem too pleased though…apparently red is not his color.
I told him to sleep in the ‘whites’ next time.
