So I'm sitting in the living room watching tv when I hear a noise downstairs. At first I think its the water softener that sounds like water running into a toilet but then I hear a bunch of banging noise. Nothing normal from the sounds in my basement. So I jump up and start running downstairs. As I turn the corner my cat is sitting at the bottom step with a plastic shopping bag tangled up around her legs. She must have gotten into one I keep for trash down there and when she got tangled started running into things and crashing around. The look on her face was so funny. A mix of fear and a "what's this nonsense" look. So I get her out of the bag and she wants to keep playing with it. I stuff it back on the shelf where she pulled it from and she walks off like nothing happened.
Never a boring moment. Last night she wanted to play while I slept. I woke up looking like my arms and shoulders were attacked by a food processor.