flowers from mr b

This is the prettiest thing I could find to blip this evening. I was going to blip the cat but he's well and truly in my bad books....

On my return home from work I went into the kitchen to see how they'd coped being locked away for the day. Seb met me with an icy glare. He then walked over to mr b's tool bag which was sitting by the back door, climbed into it, looked me right in the eye and urinated. Mortified.