Facebook reminded me yesterday of Logan and Alfred, my brothers from another mother.
I had kind of forgotten what scamps they were! They used to get into everything when they were kittens.
Like Logan “helping” me in the laundry room.
And he put himself in that drawer-basket himself.
I’m not sure who the instigator of this little foray to the top of the bookshelf.
It was probably Freddy, although Logan was no slouch when it came to getting up and down from high places. Much better than Izaak ever was.
Then one day, I went into the bathroom and found…Freddy in one of our storage baskets.
Still not sure how he managed to get up there without knocking off any of my Catzillas!
He definitely looks very proud of himself.