Tagged: burrowing

Just when you think you’d seen it all…

My boys still continue to surprise me. With all the years of hijinx and mayhem, they’re not out of tricks.

In a half sleep this morning, I opened my eyes to notice the top dresser drawer was open. This is nothing new. Taco’s opened them before. I’ve never SEEN him do this, but he’s the little brat adept at opening things, so I have to assume. So I closed it. End of story, right?

No. Because then the scratching started. Being half asleep, I thought Taco was scratching to open it again. But he wasn’t there. So I opened it. Apparently, the little shit thought it would be a hoot to BURROW in my clothes and sleep there. Why this was a good idea, I’ll never know. I tried to get a picture but he moved too fast, once he decided to pop his head out and emerge.

This was the best I could do.

This was the best I could do.

At least he was sleeping and not meowing at me, I suppose.