Usually when I catch Monkey Kitty doing something hilarious, he’s too shy to keep at it while I turn on the video camera on my phone and start recording. For example, we put a sheet with a bunch of little Tinkerbells on one of the couches to try to keep cat hair off of the couch itself, and Monkey Kitty loves to pounce on the Tinkerbells – unless the camera is rolling, in which case he just looks at you inquiringly and meows softly. It’s almost like he’s saying, “Um, mom? This is kind of a personal thing I have to do, I’d rather there not be a record of it later.”
But when there’s yarn involved? Apparently that’s more important than a little dignity.
Today, we brought home a bag of yarn. I thought the Blanket Thief had put it safely away in the office, while he thought that I had protected it. Ten minutes after we got home, Monkey Kitty started meowing by the entry table, and then I heard a soft “thump”.
I went upstairs to find…well, it’s really just better if I show you.
And this is why I can’t leave yarn out unattended for even five minutes…