Harry's First Bath

[grendelyn]

Last night we sat down to eat some nice serbian sausage and some camembert with cranberry sauce that Duncan picked up for me while I was away. Harry was getting increasingly indignant about not being let near the people food and kept having to be pushed away. Ingenious little kitten that he is, he backed way off and got a running start, only to leap all the way onto the table and slide right across the plate of cranberry sauce. Alas, I didn't get a photo of that, running to save my new beige carpet from purple kitten prints, but the aftermath for poor harry is behind the cut.




So I guess the moral of the story is... don't mess with my fried cheese.