Cats are such lovable bundles of badness. I am going to post a picture of my two looking so innocent with Pearl on the bath-bench and Cameo sitting on the floor, but moments before Cameo had opened the door to my vanity and was sitting between the shampoo and hair gel while Pearl happily played with the curlers spilling out onto the floor. They were having a ball. I ran to get my camera, but they had tired of their rummaging around under my sink vanity by the time I got back.

Do We Look Like We Made That Mess?