George's Revenge

George the cat got his revenge today. I put him in time out (in hindsight, stupid move not a good idea) and when I released him, he decided to leave me a steaming pile of poo under my bed. When I realized what he was doing and tried to put a stop to it, he dug his claws into me and hurt my hand.

He was put into the gulag isolation our spacious master bathroom while I cleaned up the poo and my bloody stump hand.

He is now napping on the old couch with a smug grin on his face.

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