Slim's only "bad" habit has been going into the bathrooms and biting chunks out of the toilet paper roll hanging on the wall. I could never scold him, since I got so tickled imagining the fun he must have when he did it. I would just quietly clean it up, and began closing the bathroom doors. the other morning I heard some telltale jingling of his tags from the back part of the house. As I walked back to the bedroom, I passed both bathrooms and noted that the toilet paper was intact in each room. imagine my surprise when I found this in the bedroom: Slim had swiped the spare roll that was sitting on the toilet tank and taken it to his lair to enjoy at his leisure!
Fur-child of Judith