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Today I found my cat....in the cellar, not locked to this day, unwrapping food in the store room.
                                 ....in the kitchen, wolfing down parts of the midday meal.
                                 ....in my bed room, shredding my bed sheets.
                                 ....on my work desk, gnawing at the 30 Euro pompom of my daughter´s beanie.
                                 ....in my daughter´s room, sorting out the content of her collection of trinkets.
                                 ....in my son´s room, creating a nest in his bed drawer.
                                                         ....in the cellar, still not locked, devouring the rest of the food.
When she had finished with wreaking havoc she crawled into my visitor´s hand-bag and took a nap. Something must be seriously wrong with this cat.