BUSTED!

I knew this day would come eventually. As those of you who read my Christmas list know, I am an avid fan of q-tips. The hard plastic capped off by cotton, it's a dream come true to chew on. Well, I think I have chewed my last q-tip....

Mom was sifting through the litter box. By the way, Mom has to clean up my waste and I'm the pet? Whatever... Oops, got distracted there. So, Mom was sifting through the poo while I was on one of my supervised visits to the basement. I was engaging in one of my favorite games: stand on the top shelf and chew the water tubing while Dad yells and tries in vain to reach me, when I heard Mom coming down the stairs. I thought nothing of it, figured she was transferring the laundry. Then I noticed the scooper in her hand and the look on her face.

"Look at what I found in the litter box," she exclaimed to Dad. Oh no, it was as plain as day even from my perch. It was a poop encrusted q-tip. "Noooooo way!" said Dad. "Oh yes," said Mom. "It's still intact!" Their eyes then turned to me and all I could do was look from one to the other. "Your q-tip days are through," Mom pronounced before tromping back up the stairs to send cell phone pictures of my little surprise.

Did I mean to eat the q-tip? No. I was chewing to my heart's content and then next thing I knew, I had swallowed it. I felt funny the whole rest of the day and you cannot imagine the relief when it finally came back out. But now I will never know the pleasure of one again. Sigh...............