I bought a feather duster (who would have thought it??) and KC thought it was a toy for him!It was early in the morning and Bill and I were having a quiet breakfast before all the kids woke up. It didn't turn out to be quiet. KC started tearing around downstairs meowling and yowling but we couldn't figure out why he was so worked up. He went up the stairs like a herd of elephants. That was really what it sounded like!
Here he is on the way back down, with his quarry. That featherduster never stood a chance!
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