That Crazy Cat

One day I could not find Dexter. I was pretty sure he was in the house, since it was raining outside, but where was he hiding?? Not on the changing pad, where he likes to sleep. Not on the end of my bed. Not in our closet, hiding in the paper bag. Not stretched out on our 'cuddly chair'. As I was walking back to the playroom/guest room, I caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of my eye. He was sacked out in Zach's portable high chair. So odd. Zach found him later and yelled "Khaki, NO! Khaki so FUNNY". Cute, IMHO.