My Slave's Gone Crazy!!!

She has been tearing up every room in the apartment and moving everything around. I will give her credit that she usually keeps things rather tidy, but what a mess she has going on now! It's hard to even walk in here!

On the plus side, when she makes these huge messes the weasels aren't allowed out. There would be too much for them to run off with and hide. Which admittedly, I am doing too--but some of this stuff has been up on shelves for as long as I can remember and now that it is down on my level, some of it is fun to bat under the refrigerator or just chew up all together.

She noticed how much fun I was having under the one shelf unit (she had books under there before), so she made me my own space and put my kitty bed under there. Since it is in my room, the ferret skanking will cease (boy, will Nanook be upset, my bed is his favorite spot when they are out). Also, since I have a tendency to follow the slave around and keep an eye on her (never trust humans) and she spends most of her time typing on that damn zombie machine, I'll now have my own special space to glare at her from.

She must have made the special spot out of guilt. The poke and probe experience was horrible! But I was good and didn't even flinch when they jabbed me and injected burning substances into me. I got extra treats for being so good. Apparently she did not realize that I was simply moping because I hate the new carrier. Stupid human.
~Mashed Potato~