Hiding

These little things used to be on a table in the living room, some of them representing family members. They're all now quivering in their boots on a shelf more than six feet above the floor, hoping the demon child Toby doesn't find them up there & turn them into playthings again.

He also sprayed the lawn mower bag Saturday after Andy brought it in from mowing the lawn. Way past time to get him fixed. But how to do that during the shut down? You might remember we had an impossible time last fall trying to catch him to bring him to the vet. Not sure what I'll do if he sprays the beautiful (IMHO) carpet in the guest room.