Paw prints. Black paw prints. First I spotted the ones on the ceramic tile floor. I followed the trail up the painted cupboard doors, across the corian countertop and into the corian bathroom sink. Now who would be the culprit and what did she get into? Here Wanda is, innocently cuddled up to Mr. Rusty on my bed. After close inspection of Wanda's paws, it has been determined that Wanda has done a recent fireplace inspection, and thank goodness she did not use it as a litter box. Why is the countertop on top the kitties? Could it be the end of Wanda? Another life gone... poof... I forget, maybe she has four lives left?
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