What is Thatcher doing? That is the question that has been asked more times than I can count. And I'm just talking about in the last week and a half. All of a sudden he is in my bathroom on this rug nearly constantly. Trying to use the bathroom with him parked there is a challenge too. But, I digress. He has been in there and while Music Man suggested it was one hell of a bender he'd been on, the truth is even funnier.
It turns out that we have little black ants that are walking right under the baseboard to the tub to get water. My first instinct was the kill the little buggers. But, it turns out they provide great entertainment for the cat. He watches them for hours. He pounces them and knocks them all around the room. He even occasionally eats them. Unfortunately black ants don't agree with his tummy cause it isn't long before he throws up. Charming cat, isn't he?
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