I was just about to push the “send” button on an email tonight when I heard a commotion. It sounded like a couple cats going nuts upstairs – thumpety thumpety thump – so I went up to investigate. No cats. I heard the noise again … I thought, what the heck? Did someone find a mouse?? So I went back downstairs and Skinny Gray Cat had just come from the basement. I figured it must have been her, so I looked in the basement. No cats. I counted cats and Buzzy was conspicuously missing, so I called him. Nothing. Then I heard the thumping noise again, and finally realized where it was coming from … the downstairs bathroom. I opened the door and there was Buzzy, looking up at me, wondering why I’d locked him in there. Behind him was a trail of shredded toilet paper. I’m not sure how long he was in there, but apparently he had a great time with the normally off-limits roll of tissue!