I was in high school and had two kitties at the time. I go to put my shoes on to go to work (weekend job at a movie theater-- special all black sneakers to meet dress code) and one of the cats took a dump in one of the shoes.

I have no idea who did it but there were some swear words. I had to wear heels that day.

have a story!

Cats gone wild!

wasn't the shoe thing a habit of Fat Freddy's cat?

What the hell are you doing...
Dammnit Cat
I am not without sin..

☹️ He’s just doing what cats do- exploring and checking out what his humans are up to.

Anyone of us who have been around cats enough can empathize. Love them, but Damn, they can be fucking assholes. Kind of like me, I guess.

Oh my stars!

even though we're just dentists in the dark

OMG I SLAY MYSELF

Neither of my cats like music, they actually cringe and leave the room. You have to expect their innate curiosity and agility will cause... well, certain problems, but that same behavior is also a source of endless amusement for their keepers. I try to anticipate their behaviors to minimize the unwanted effects. You know, normal things like no wiggling your toes under the covers when the cat is watching, or no relaxing bubble baths until the cats are secured in another room and the door is closed. No hand blown glass geejaws... ever.

You are obviously an experienced cat fancier!

still have glass & pottery.

we can't stay mad at them!

made me

I was changing planes in Frankfurt, Germany, where they had you grab your luggage from a cart outside the plane and place it on another to be loaded onto your new flight. As I carried my bag past three heavily armed security men and their dog, the dog expressed interest in it. It didn't alert, it just seemed intent on sniffing it. I opened my bag so they could look in it and the men started laughing. The bag reeked of stale cat piss. My cat who didn't like me traveling had made her point and the 12+ hours of travel had allowed the smell to ripen.

The hotel in Bremen saw to it my bag and clothing were cleaned. Fortunately I had fresh outer clothing and one change of socks etc. in a garment bag. Seven days later when I arrived home I had forgotten the hassle and was treated to a five minute you are home dance followed by normal behavior as if I'd never been gone.

She is long gone, but was the best one of many.

The cat was doing us all a favor.