
Yes, that’s my pepper shaker. No, I don’t keep it on the floor in the bathroom. It normally lives on the microwave. Notice also the little fabric pulls in my relatively-new shower curtain.
The joy of kitties.

Yes, that’s my pepper shaker. No, I don’t keep it on the floor in the bathroom. It normally lives on the microwave. Notice also the little fabric pulls in my relatively-new shower curtain.
The joy of kitties.
They stole your pepper shaker! Little stinkers. lol
Little thieves, 3C.
I have one who is extremely fond of dryer sheets. She jumps into the basket of clean clothes, snags the dryer sheet, and races off. If the other cats get near her when she has one, she growls like a huge, mean beast. Thus far, thank goodness, she lets me take it away without a fuss. I guess she knows I’m bigger than she is.
Whoa! What in the world does a cat want with a pepper shaker? Ah, life and its many mysteries …
Come to think of it, my cat can be pretty strange, too. Just last evening, the womenfolk and I were laughing at Tybalt, as he rolled around on the floor, rubbing his furry face against a piece of a raw carrot. Yep, a carrot. Go figure.
A carrot. Perhaps it’s a feline method of improving eye sight?
FYI, mine didn’t really want the pepper, as that was left in a circular trail from the kitchen. They really just wanted the shaker.