It started with Heidi (this is an old picture, I couldn't put her through the trauma of having her picture made today).
Insert one innocuous paper bag into the equation and you have the makings of a VERY traumatic Wednesday!!
Heidi, like most cats, loves a good paper bag....unfortunately, this time, there was technical difficulties with entering said bag.
Apparently, when she entered the bag, she entered THROUGH one of the handles, which as soon as she realized it immediately and completely FREAKED!!
This drama began upstairs in my office, she proceeded to roll/scratch her way into the hall, rolled down the stairs onto the landing, turned the corner, went ALL the way to the bottom of the stairs (which are at the front of the house)......managed to roll/crawl/scratch/ hiss and jump her way to the BACK of the house, roll into a rack and push everything off the bottom shelf, then jump onto the bar stool in the KITCHEN, fall off and ended up cornered in the laundry room, with the tattered bag still attached!!
Where was I during all this ruckus you ask???? I was right behind her, doing my best to catch her!!!! Socks on hardwood floors does not make for efficient kitty wrangling!!
Thankfully she wasn't injured, but traumatized doesn't begin to describe her!! Poor thing, eyes dilated, kitty fur was raining down all around me.....panting, ears back, you get the picture. After many, many soft spoken words I was finally able to rub her head a bit and she settled down....although she is most definitely shell shocked!!!
Who KNEW a paper bag could bring about such trauma??!!