Ruth was on a mission tonight to kill a sock that he deamed harmful and dangerous. He went after it for over an hour. But after an hour he finally decided that it was dead and could do no more harm. So then he went and got groomed by the dogs(in other words slobbered on) then he decided my lap would be perfect to lay in while he dried his fur and made it lay right. And if I did anything other then scratch his head and neck then he would swat at and grab my hand to play more. Anyway here is a small portion of his killing the sock.
Do you think my home is safe from it now?
Do you think my home is safe from it now?
