I, too, have been practising my cleptomania and keeping those stoopid humans on their toes. Yesterday morning I outdid myself and stole $50 out of Hairy Dave's wallet. Silly man didn't notice it for *hours*. I was frustrated, though, because Australian money is plastic and doesn't shred easily (believe me, I tried!).

My main torture option at the moment (when I can't access the hoomin's wallets) is to shred tissues and spread them decoratively all over the room. I find that pieces that are smaller than my paws look best.

My hoomins don't sew - I wish they did because it sounds like *heaps* of fun. Pillow Tish is talking about doing some knitting soon and I'm busy working out the best ways to make it entertaining for all of us.

Big smooches and purrs to you, George.