Remember how I said that I should not be left to my own devices for too long because I do stupid shit to entertain myself? And remember how after only a couple hours of my husband being out of town I started playing “Let’s see how many toys we can balance on the cat?” And remember how I updated that you can stack 4 toys on the cat. Well, it’s been almost 64 hours since I dropped S at the airport, and tonight I discovered that, if you put a blanket on the cat first, you can stack way more crap on it:

He really doesn’t deserve this, and yet…