Kali, no! Everybody doesn’t need to know what I did. I didn’t mean to, I just sorta got into the moment and forgot myself. Well you have to say something now Shoko, everybody’s visualizing what you might have done. Go ahead, tell our friends what you did to mom, Shoko. I’ll just sit here and listen while you explain. 
Mol..well, everyone except me, seemed to be fast asleep this morning when the sun came up. I decided not to wake anyone because they looked so comfy gently snoring away. I found mom’s ice pack on the bed, hiding under a blanket. I pawed off the blankie. Oh, I so love the ice pack when the water gets sloshy!
The water feels so cool under my paws.
I kneaded the ice pack for awhile, I don’t know how long, Kali. I haven’t learned to tell time yet. It was getting very light in the bedroom though. I stopped because my paws started getting wet and they stunk! I didn’t want to wake mom cause I just felt that I’d done something she wouldn’t like.
The feel of the ice pack gives me goosey bumps
I lay down cause, what am I going to do….I didn’t realize the blankies would get all wet the longer I waited.
Finally mom woke up and said…”Something stinks.” I reassured her it wasn’t me…I smelled pretty good for me. She very quickly discovered the sheets and blanket were soaked and leaped out of bed. For some reason she looked right at me and said….”Shoko, have you been at the ice pack?” I couldn’t lie to mom and hung my head low. There was alcohol in the ice pack to prevent the water from freezing too much. The bed smelled like an old drunk had been rolling around there with his bottle for a few days. I guess its bed changing day mom. Let me help you. I’ll get the wrinkles out for you.
Bet you can’t find me
There we go fresh bedding and it smells like flowers in here….well not like a room where drinks have been sloshed about. Now we’re ready to start the day.
That’s what happened and now mom is fine. Just a rude awakening.
Cwap! Kali, you lost too much weight….mom found me. It couldn’t be the bright orange tiger vest on your back that gave you away, is it? Alright, alright, I’ll go downstairs…where’s the treats first. Yuck…bewaa …..where are the tasty ones that our friends gave us? 
I see them!! Get ready, here I come.
Mmmmm…these are the yummy treats. Let’s keep going mom. Thanks mom…they taste way better than the cwappy ones that are good for me.
Oh look, dad hid your wagon down here. We have to get some water proving on it before Spring. Will we grow vegetables in here or flowers? A sweet potato vine crawling up the handle would be so cool, as long as Cow Kitty doesn’t climb it.
See the dead bodies to your left. Those are our outside animals hibernating till Spring. Had ya going, didn’t I?
Awww…feels so good to stretch out on a soft bed. What the….Cow Kitty get out of my bedroom! How rude!! I’m not prepared for visitors. *Cow Kitty slides across the floor in his haste to leave the bedroom.* 
Cow Kitty…oh Cow Kitty, where are you? I haven’t finished telling you off. Shh…don’t let her know I’m here. 
Mancats!! For nips sake. I swear not a lick of thinking just doing on his part. MOL
The Canadian Cats 