I was sitting at the computer yesterday when the cat walked in with a roll of toilet paper.

Not a sheet of paper or a wad of paper, but an entire roll. It turns out that if you leave a new roll sitting on the vanity or back of the toilet, Mia will find it. And she then carries it off — in her mouth. And tears it to pieces.

It’s impressive that such a little thing can carry around a roll of toilet paper in her mouth. And funny? You bet! I laugh and laugh as I go around the house picking up tiny scraps she’s peeled off and scattered around.

What’s better is finding that Mia’s gotten into the bathroom closet and stolen the last roll, leaving you to do your pitiful business with bits and pieces of shredded tissue. No big deal, you can always wash your hands. And what  the hell, toilet paper is cheap.

I’ve never been in one of those houses where people keep scores of cats, but if one cat can cause this kind of mayhem, imagine what 30 of them could do.

10 thoughts on “Hellcat

  1. If we leave part of the roll hanging where he can get it our mini dachshund Cooper will grab it and run away to hide, trailing the roll behind him wherever he goes. It’s funny to come back indoors and see the INSIDE of our house has been TP’d.

  2. My one cat, appropriately named Psycho, once took a roll of toilet paper right off the holder and proceeded to shred it into a billion pieces. Then, seemingly on purpose, took and spread the pieces throughout my apartment.

  3. How I envy you! I still grieve for my beloved Min, a tuxedo cat who was my companion for twenty years. Min loved to pull most of the paper off of a hanging toilet paper roll, in addition to pulling apart flower arrangements and stealing gold (not costume) jewelry. She was an accomplished thief and vandal. (I can’t have a cat anymore–got a boyfriend who’s allergic to everything.)

  4. Hah. My cat Ivy does the same trick…TP confetti every where. Sometimes I think if she knew how to use matches she’d burn the whole building down out of shear amusement. Damn cats. 😀

  5. #5’s head is going where mine is. My first thought: is she spayed? Sounds like kitten substitute time but t.p. does not stand up to being carried around by the nape of it’s neck, played with or tongue-bathed like a kitten would.

    Think this is bad? In my teens, we had a dashhund-German Shepard mix that got into bathroom waste baskets if anyone forgot to shut the bathroom door and, how, do I put this delicately? Well, let’s just say the human inhabitants of the house were four teenage girls and 1 adult woman. Utterly. Freaking. Gross.

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