So I walk into the kitchen this morning, and there is Bruce on top of the garbage. This is a terrible state of affairs for lots of reasons. First of all, how did he get there? Did he jump off the counter and land there? Second, how can I get into the garbage and find out if there’s anything good in there. If I put my paw on the thing on the bottom, the lid will open and Bruce will fly through the air. We discussed a plan, but came to no conclusions.I left for my walk with Mommis, who didn’t seem upset; she just took a couple of pictures.
And when I got back he wasn’t there anymore. Mysterious. A ghost? It’s Halloween.