When Good Cats Go Bad Part 1

As if coming home to find a tipped over litter box wasn't bad enough; in his nightly travels, Tuxi somehow managed to get poo on the turntable cover. Now, he didn't actually poop on the turntable, he must have had some stuck to him from earlier and well...yeah.

Now yesterday, Tuxi got himself trapped in the closet <insert any R. Kelly joke> for about four hours until he was finally freed by rebel forces aka myself. Was this poo incident an act of retaliation? Was he getting back at mankind for his hours of suffering even though he did manage to tear up a decent amount of carpet <insert any lesbian joke>?

The battle is on...stay tuned.