And Conan can carry things about half his weight in his mouth!! there was a certain item of clothing that came off a certain husband, and I ended up having a chasingly good time (not that easy with a back injury!!) trying to get it out of his mouth and telling him off, before he dropped it right by the cat door. And ran out the cat door and took refuge at his "Nanna"s house ... sign of things to come? I hope not!!
Here goes:
Updated tally:
Socks from our washing: 6
Socks stolen from neighbours' washing: 17
Pegs which came in attached to socks: 3
Beanies and gloves nicked from the builders: 4
Foreign cat-toys: 3
Tennis-ball sized kids cuddly toys he stole: 2
Curious George toys: 1
Mice: 1 (ew!)
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