Why You Should Always Keep All Bathrooms Fully Stocked with Toilet Paper
A domestic misadventure
The cats’ bowls were full, and the cats were nowhere to be seen, so I went straight to my office. Soon, the older cat came to run on her cat wheel for rewards. I dutifully dispensed treats.
I heard her crunching contentedly in the hall as I typed. Then silence. Then scratching.
Scratching?
I looked around but saw no cats. I looked in my husband’s office, the guest bathroom, and the upstairs cat play area. No cats.
The scratching grew loud and emphatic.
I moved the cats’ playhouse and opened the linen closet. The younger cat darted out. She’d been locked inside since — when?
My husband later admitted he’d used the guest bathroom to avoid waking me. He needed toilet paper.
Fortunately, the cat didn’t need the bathroom.






