Home Alone IV

Ah, relief. Mike and flutterbug are home and I can sleep tonight! I don't know why I'm so wimpy about being alone at night, but once it gets past midnight I get a little jittery.

Then I start setting up booby traps.

A strategically placed litter box, a broom handle leaning precariously, a tangle of heavy-duty extension cord across the floor.

The trick is remembering them when I get up at 3am to use the bathroom.

I'm just glad Kiki was thoughtful enough not to poop before going to bed.

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